Su Fan's mind was wholly occupied by the great battle outside. How could he have known about the bizarre thoughts in Luo Xiwen's heart?
After all, this was a duel between Integration Stage bigshots. Although their battlefield was high in the distant sky, the sheer force of it was still utterly earth-shaking.
Even though they were underground, the two of them still felt as if the apocalypse had descended.
After quite some time, the thunderous booms overhead gradually subsided.
Luo Xiwen turned her head and glanced at Su Fan.
"Don't be anxious. Let's wait a little longer..."
Su Fan sent the girl a thought. We'd better wait a little longer for now. Who knows whether that Old Devil has really left?
Receiving Su Fan's thought in her mind, Luo Xiwen gave a slight nod.
Although the battle between two Integration Stage bigshots had been earth-shaking, cultivators at their level certainly would not fight to the death without good reason.
Unless they harbored an irreconcilable blood feud, they would generally show restraint. There was no need to fight until one of them died.
The Integration Stage bigshot who had rushed here had only come to lend a hand. Naturally, he would not go all-out.
Of course, if an ancestor from Luo Xiwen's household had come, that would have been another matter entirely.
That was why Su Fan had been so cautious, afraid that the "Old Ancestor Kumou" might be hiding nearby.
No, that's not right...
The girl had once said that the "Old Ancestor Kumou" had been injured by her household's ancestor, and had been unable to recover to his peak condition for several centuries.
Thinking of this, Su Fan hurriedly sent Luo Xiwen another thought.
"Didn't you say that your ancestor once injured that Old Devil..."
The girl nodded after