"Friend Dongfang, if you can't win, surrender at once. Otherwise, I can't guarantee your safety."
Palace Master Han Chi sighed. She still hoped to capture Lu Xiaotian alive and take him back. At this critical juncture, she couldn't simply stand by and do nothing. Even if Lu Xiaotian managed to succeed, and nearly 170,000 immortal troops perished here, at least some elite soldiers would still escape—not every last one would die. The odds of keeping Jin Shique here were even slimmer. She could only watch the immortal army perish without lifting a finger if she no longer wanted to have a place in the Honghao Celestial Court.
Palace Master Han Chi's entire foundation lay within the Honghao Celestial Court; naturally, she couldn't do that. Seeing that Lu Xiaotian had no intention of retreating, she could only sigh softly. She swept out a hand, and endless icy winds roared forth. The void instantly grew bitterly cold. Amid the howling gale, countless ice blades seemed to slash back and forth, each strike as if it would carve open a rift in the space before them, then freeze it solid.
The array patterns faintly extending through the void seemed to have frozen to some degree as well, and the array power flowing along them slowed sharply.
Just then, Jin Shique's Jinyi Sword Pagoda turned slightly, and several enormous golden swords flew from within, slashing toward Lu Xiaotian in the void. At the same time, the Jinyi Sword Pagoda once again charged brutally toward the Demon-Suppressing Tower. The Demon-Suppressing Tower had split into seven parts, and the array patterns in the void were linked to it in an extremely intricate way. As the two sides collided, the violent impact traveled through the subtle connections between the parts of the Demon-Suppressing Tower and the array