Fairy Yaoxi knew very well that even though the Mahayana expert before her had suffered severe injuries and his cultivation realm had suddenly plummeted, given her current condition, it was hard to say whether she could capture him.
One wrong move, and they could both suffer heavy losses. That was highly likely.
And neither Fairy Yaoxi nor Miao Lin wanted to see both sides suffer heavy losses.
Though the words they exchanged were filled with threats, both were actually probing the other's limits.
When Miao Lin saw the towering mountain slowly drawing near, his gaze flickered coldly, but he showed no intention of retreating. Standing in midair, he was gradually enveloped by a mass of swirling azure mist.
Without waiting for Miao Lin's orders, Xue Zhanqi and Hong Tian had already taken their positions at his sides. Their auras surged as they prepared to strike at any moment.
By this point, Xue Zhanqi and Hong Tian already knew what the towering mountain before them was.
Though they were shocked and somewhat terrified by the beautiful female cultivator standing atop the mountain, they also understood that their master might truly have little battle strength left. If they wanted to survive, the two of them had to fight with all their might against this sacred artifact of the Jiao Clan that had been lost for hundreds of thousands of years.
"Hmph. It seems that after our clan's sacred artifact has remained unseen for hundreds of thousands of years, cultivators from both realms have already forgotten the might of my divine hall. Since that's the case, this Immortal Fairy will let the three of you witness its power."
Seeing that the master and disciples before her seemed ready to fight, Fairy Yaoxi suddenly revealed her imposing might, and a delicate shout rang out.