While Jiang Ruoyin and I were talking, the old island master had already begun trading blows with Shen Jingxiao! I actually wasn't optimistic about her. When she charged out to fight the enemy just now, I had already watched her closely. Dealing with ordinary Tribulation Transcenders was naturally no problem for her; she could dismiss them with a casual move. But she lacked the dangerous aura Shen Jingxiao possessed—a sharpness that seemed capable of killing someone with a single sword strike!
"The island master probably isn't Shen Jingxiao's match either. I think it might work if either Ye Guxuan or Dongfang Jin came to fight him. After all, Shen Jingxiao has battled Alliance Chief Dongfang for so many years, and they're both still alive." Jiang Ruoyin gave a bitter smile.
I nodded. I wasn't optimistic about the old island master either.
As expected, the old island master was at a disadvantage in the clash. From the very beginning, Shen Jingxiao swung his blood sword, sending streams of bloody aura stabbing toward the old island master like sharp whips. She kept retreating and dodging, without even drawing her sword. Instead, she seemed to have begun persuading Shen Jingxiao, for her lips moved slightly—the sign that she was transmitting her voice.
Shen Jingxiao kept sneering as he pressed closer. The old island master seemed to be walking through extreme danger, as though she might be struck by the sword at any moment, yet she still refused to give up trying to persuade him. It seemed she had deliberately wanted to win Shen Jingxiao over.
Unfortunately, Shen Jingxiao seemed determined to join forces with the Demon Race and Witch Race against all the Human Immortals and Western Religion. He had no intention of listening to her. He even kept mocking the old island