Inside the Pope's Palace,
Bibi Dong looked at High Priest Bo Saixi, who was weak and delicate, her face flushed crimson.
She could not help smiling. She stepped forward, gently wrapped an arm around her slender waist, and teased:
"Little sister, you're still not quite up to it. With that little strength of yours, you'll probably need to train for a while longer before you can withstand his antics. Don't worry, I'll take good care of you while I'm here. After all, I'm the one who bears most of his fury!"
Hearing this, High Priest Bo Saixi, whose legs had gone weak, felt a little helpless.
Looking at Ye Xingchen, who had already dressed beside them, she shook her head and gently linked her arm through Bibi Dong's.
She thought this fellow was simply too formidable. With her body as it was now, she could not withstand that sort of ordeal at all.
Looking thoughtful, she glanced at Bibi Dong and replied with a smile:
"I only met him recently, after all. Unlike you, I haven't known him for ages. I can't accept this sort of thing!"
Unconcerned, Bibi Dong nodded. Looking at the utterly frail High Priest Bo Saixi before her, she said no more.
She turned to glance at Ye Xingchen beside her and gently reminded him:
"According to my scouts' reports, JYG has already fallen. The Clear Sky Sect seems to have come prepared this time. They've sent two God Level experts. Can you hold them off? If not, we may have to lie low. After all, these fellows are so powerful that we're no match for them!"
Hearing this, a playful smile appeared on Ye Xingchen's face. Looking at the powerful light outside Spirit Hall, he waved a hand, and the Four Immortal Slaying Swords silently