After Jiang Ming's true form, the colossal beast, suppressed the three Holy Masters, those crimson-gold eyes looked in a certain direction in the sky.
The Xuantian Holy Master, who was facing off against Zixiao Zhenren, shuddered all over.
An unprecedented pressure descended in an instant.
Seeing the colossal beast step in his direction, Xuan Wuji instinctively looked at Jiang Fan and cried out urgently.
"Jiang Fan, hurry!"
"Make it stop!"
"I... I can let bygones be bygones regarding the demonic beast!"
Jiang Fan placed the unconscious Su Xin on the wheelchair, looked coldly at Xuan Wuji, and the corner of his mouth curved in a mocking arc.
"Let bygones be bygones?"
"Holy Master, weren't you just going to seize me and my sister? Why the sudden change now?"
Xuan Wuji's face went pale.
"You..."
Jiang Fan really wasn't giving him the slightest face.
To mock him like this in public—if this were before... he would definitely have made Jiang Fan understand the consequences of offending a Holy Master's dignity...
But now, the situation was stronger than he was, and Xuan Wuji could only force down his anger.
"Jiang Fan!"
"You are also a disciple of Mystic Heaven Holy Land. Are you really going to watch this demonic beast destroy the Holy Land with your own eyes?"
Jiang Fan's expression turned cold.
"Demonic beast?"
Xuan Wuji hurriedly corrected himself.
"Oh, no! I misspoke!"
"Your sister!"
"Are you really going to let her flatten the entire Holy Land?"
Jiang Fan said faintly.
"Flatten the Holy Land? It doesn't seem like that's happening."
"She's only targeting the people who should be targeted!"
Xuan Wuji was furious.
Just as he was about to say something else, he saw the colossal beast suddenly move.
It slowly raised one front claw and aimed it in his