A Frog at the Bottom of the Well Cries in Panic; an Evil Arrow Slays a Saint and Shoots Down the Moon Palace

At that moment, Dao Xuanji truly could not tell whether Ai Cangsheng genuinely did not believe her, or whether he was playing dumb.

If Yue Gongli had returned, she swore she would not have said one unnecessary word.

But Ai Cangsheng...

She had no grudge against him.

Even if he was close to Dao Qiongchang and wanted to stand up for him, there was no need to tear all ties with her over something like this.

They were both from the Holy Spirit Hall, both held lofty positions, and both knew that some things were beyond one's control.

He should also know that he could not kill her.

Because of "Dao"! But the Ten Seat Holders were unreasonable, and too many among them were prone to rashness. So even though Dao Xuanji bore the surname Dao, with that arrow locked onto her head, she was truly afraid.

There was no helping it. There was no room for error left.

Xu Xiaoshou had already cut down two of her bodies. If she died once more this time...

If all three demisaint incarnations died, she could only sit in the position of chief hall master of the Holy Spirit Hall's main hall in her true body, exposed atop the crest of the storm. How was that any different from standing naked before the world? One misstep, and she would die on the spot! Dao Xuanji did not dare speak again, afraid that Ai Cangsheng might be provoked into letting his hand tremble.

She raised both hands over her head, signaling that she posed no threat and had no intention of resisting. At the same time, her gaze slanted toward Fish Elder.

"Calm down! Calm down!"

Fish Elder sprang up from his chair. He no longer dared to watch the fire from across