Before long, two streaks of escape light flew over one after the other.
One was a portly Green-robed Old Man with a round face and small eyes. His face was pale, and there were numerous bloodstains on his clothes.
The other was a beautiful young woman in a golden dress. Her delicate features were framed by an air of rare heroism, and her face was full of murderous intent.
"Li Feng, today is the day you die. Accept your fate!" the young woman in the golden dress said coldly.
"I'm Northern Daoist's grand-disciple. If you kill me, my Ancestor Master won't let you get away with it." The Green-robed Old Man's voice was weak and feeble.
Inside the space, a flash of surprise crossed Shi Yue's eyes. This man was actually Northern Daoist's grand-disciple. Perhaps he could get some useful information from him.
"Hmph, there are no other cultivators here. If I kill you, who would know?" The young woman in the golden dress sneered. The Golden Short Sword in her hand blazed with dazzling golden light.
"Hmph, my Ancestor Master knows a Great Divine Ability called Returning Light and Reconstructing the Body. If you kill me, he can use it to find you," the Green-robed Old Man explained.
The young woman in the golden dress furrowed her brows, hesitating.
"Hmph, even so, you destroyed the Tianyang Palace I came from and killed so many of my disciples and grand-disciples. Do you think I'd let you go? Today is the day you die." The young woman in the golden dress's expression turned cold.
"I was only following orders. I had no choice. The dead can't be brought back to life. They were only disciples and grand-disciples. If you spare me, I'll give you a Linglong Pill. It can help cultivators