Chen Jixue's calm expression finally rippled, and the cold light in her eyes seemed almost tangible! But who was Li Guxian? Faced with her opponent's intimidation, she acted as though nothing had happened, lifting Lin Juli's ethereal body and saying, "Fellow cultivator, are you still planning to resist with the grand formation? Then you don't want your junior brother anymore?"
Chen Jixue furrowed her brows. "What do you want?"
"Of course..." Li Guxian smiled faintly. Then she raised her long sword and said, "A fight."
I nearly gaped at the idea. I hurriedly transmitted, "Guxian, the situation is in our favor right now. Shouldn't we threaten her with her junior brother? That's the proper way to handle this, isn't it?"
Li Guxian burst into laughter at me. "That's why you're a good leader, while I'm merely a good Sword Immortal whose talents were delayed by the Ancient Immortal Realm. Isn't that right?"
I smiled bitterly and hurriedly said, "She can't beat you anyway. You don't have to take her so seriously. End the fight quickly. Leaving this place is what matters."
Li Guxian shook her head and transmitted, "Only by constantly pursuing the ultimate in the sword can one reach the true pinnacle of Sword Immortals. Didn't you notice that her sword is different from everyone else's?"
I nodded. I had no objections to what Li Guxian said, because I had already noticed that Chen Jixue's sword was unusual. Its three-foot cold edge was excellent, but its hilt was longer than those of ordinary swords. Even the Sword Qi spilling from it was unlike anything an ordinary sword of the Ancient God Realm could compare to.
"If that was an instant-cast sword technique, I couldn't beat you," Chen Jixue said honestly.
A smile tugged at the corners of Li Guxian's