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Scythe Sword
Qingcheng Ruoxue frowned, while Wan Songxiao immediately bristled and said, "Why didn't you carry something this important on you? Didn't you know something might happen?"
I sneered. "Who would have thought that keeping it somewhere inconspicuous would have been fine, but carrying it with us would cause trouble?"
"That's because it wasn't needed before! Now look at us—we're all trapped. They must have counted on this, taken the mirror, and combined it with that thing to accomplish something major!" Wan Songxiao said gloomily.
"Enough. Those two things probably still aren't enough. As long as I can get out, what do these juniors amount to?" Qingcheng Ruoxue was displeased that we were about to start fighting again. After saying this, she looked toward one direction and flew that way.
At that moment, I also sensed someone flying toward us. It seemed that my detection range was slightly shorter than that of their Three-Tribulation True Immortal.
Soon, we met up with the first ship. It was the flagship, and Senior Brother Hai and the members of the women's legion were all there. When I saw Senior Brother Hai, the lingering fear on his face had yet to fade.
"You're too late. Ni Shi already took the mirror. She seized two other warships as hostages, and we had no choice but to agree to give it to her," Senior Brother Hai said as soon as we met.
"Ni Shi took two warships hostage all by herself?" My expression shifted.
"There was a powerful old monster standing aboard each ship. They're both absurdly strong. I heard one of them is especially formidable—and supposedly your mortal enemy," Senior Brother Hai said.
"Who?" I looked at Zhao Qian and the others. Zhao Qian thought for a moment before saying, "Brother Tian, you probably