Even Jin Tao had not expected that this slender, beautiful woman, Zhìlín, would actually be able to use swordsmanship to cut down one of their comrades in a single stroke. The sight had truly stunned him. Of the four immortals who had surrounded her, three were now gone—the Four Heavenly Kings had become an iron triangle.
Unfortunately, even this iron triangle might not be able to stop the delicate-looking young girl.
In fact, Zhìlín was quite a tall beauty. Though slender, she looked remarkably capable. Of course, to me, she was nothing more than a little girl. If anything, that contrast was rather endearing.
Watching her seriously deal with the iron triangle, I was not particularly worried that she would be injured. At the very least, the Heaven-Sinking Stone Divine Sword in her hand was no joke.
Facing such a tough bone to chew, everyone showed me enough respect. Jin Tao gritted his teeth and shouted, "Everyone, stop the people from the Soaring Lín Society! As long as we work together to kill this brat, we can quickly take everything on him! The Soaring Lín Society is famous for doing nothing without money!"
I chuckled as I watched the remaining people surround me. I found it deeply ironic. These people probably did not know that I was even more dangerous than Zhìlín.
Jin Tao directed the immortals under his command toward me. Slowly, I drew a long sword from my sleeve. It was the same sword I had used during my fierce battle with Zhìlín earlier. Its blade was covered in dents, making it look at first glance as though it could not withstand much use.
This made the immortals burst into laughter one after another, some even laughing like squealing pigs. My strength was weak enough already, and even