Li Guxian made no reply to my apology. I sighed inwardly. This misunderstanding had gone terribly wrong—it had actually been with my own master. Facing her in the future would be awkward no matter what.
"Saint Mother, are you dissatisfied with me? If you want to kill Alliance Leader Xia, then go ahead and strike him. But what did you mean by aiming that attack straight at me?" Li Xiangru had been caught in the light as well, and the Dao power he had lost was enormous. The direction he had gone in was no different from mine, so his losses were definitely no less than mine. As a result, he had flown into a rare towering rage.
"Fellow Daoist Li, I had no choice. Without you restraining him, how could I have attacked? I also thought you were highly experienced, so you should have been able to dodge my Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror. Who could have known it would end this way?" Though the Divine Turtle Saint Mother looked rather ordinary, her heart was vicious and cunning. She did not hesitate to strike even her own people.
"Heh, it seems to me that Saint Mother did it intentionally, didn't she? Everyone under heaven knows the power of the Six Paths Reincarnation Mirror. Countless imitations modeled after it have even appeared throughout the world. You used it directly on me—what difference is there between that and trying to kill me? Come, have a taste of my sword as well! If you don't die, we can just call it a slip of the hand, how about that?" Li Xiangru was mad with rage. He had never expected her to provoke even him. Back then, Li Xiangru had run rampant across the Four Great Worlds. Not to mention the other Demon Venerables—even