Within the hidden space.
Jiang Yan merely nodded lightly to Lan Shuixian, which served as his greeting. This was no time for pleasantries.
He had just appeared abruptly and caught the Great Being of the Spirit Race and the Huo Luo Clan's Saintess off guard, allowing him to land a successful sneak attack. Even so, given the foundations of these two Great Dao Lords, neither had suffered any serious injury.
Jiang Yan shifted his gaze to the two opponents.
The Great Being of the Spirit Race had already regrown his wings. The Saintess of the Huo Luo Clan, meanwhile, had retreated several steps. Her face was somewhat pale, but her aura remained steady.
At that moment, the battlefield suddenly fell silent. Both sides turned their eyes toward Jiang Yan.
The Saintess of the Huo Luo Clan, Zi Xiao, spoke first. Though Jiang Yan had struck her, her face betrayed no emotion as she said:
"Fellow Daoist, we meet again."
"Though you are a Human Race Dao Lord, you don't seem to have any deep ties to the Feather Transformation Sect. Are you truly determined to make an enemy of my Huo Luo Clan—and even the Spirit Race—today?"
She paused, her tone growing heavier as she continued in a detached voice:
"You should know that while my Huo Luo Clan is a minor clan these days, we still have no shortage of experts. Are you really sure you want to wade into these troubled waters?"
"Besides, my Huo Luo Clan relies on the Spirit Race, which has countless Great Beings among its ranks. If you rashly involve yourself in this cause and effect, you may not be able to bear the consequences."
"I'll give you one chance. Leave this place, and both our clans will let bygones be bygones."
Though Zi