"Fellow Daoist Xue Mei, may I ask whether you still have any means of resolving the crisis before us?" Fairy Yaoxi's face was pale. Faced with the situation before her, even her usually calm and beautiful features had furrowed brows, revealing a look of alarm.
Yet she did not panic. Instead, she turned toward Blood Charm Saint Ancestor and spoke calmly.
Apart from Fairy Yaoxi, Li Canglin, True Person Yiyang, and Fairy Shami all wore expressions of fear.
It was not that their minds were less steadfast than Blood Charm Saint Ancestor's and Fairy Yaoxi's. Rather, when faced with danger closing in, they had no means whatsoever of resolving it.
Qin Fengming was even more uneasy. His strength was the weakest, and naturally, he was the most helpless of them all.
Hearing Fairy Yaoxi's words, the others all turned their heads toward the young cultivator. A look of delighted surprise suddenly appeared in their eyes.
From Blood Charm Saint Lord's calm gaze, they naturally saw that something was amiss.
In the face of an irresistible crisis of life and death, even a Mahayana cultivator would never remain as calm as Blood Charm Saint Ancestor was now. Yet he still showed not the slightest hint of panic, which was enough to prove that he must still have a way to resolve the crisis before them.
"Fellow Daoist Ju, your He Yang Palace trapped this Saint Ancestor for more than a million years. Do you still wish to obtain what you were plotting for back then?"
Blood Charm Saint Ancestor's expression was gloomy. He ignored the others and instead looked coldly toward Ju Yang's divine sense clone, who was in a frenzied state, speaking in an indifferent tone.
His words were measured, but his tone was firm.
"What? You plan to use