Suyao paid no further attention to Bixiao's little interlude and looked solemnly at the four from the Jie Sect.
"Four fellow Daoists, it is not that I am deliberately making things difficult.
On the battlefield, the situation changes in the blink of an eye, and every possible means is used.
The personal disciples of my Literary Sect and the Eight Immortals in Attendance fear none of your methods.
However, there are still many nominal fellow disciples in the sect. It is hard to guarantee they will not fall to schemes and suffer losses within them.
For the sake of thoroughness, forgive me, but I cannot let the four of you return at this moment and increase the variables."
"If we're fighting, then fight! Why waste words?"
The heavily wounded Qiongxiao swallowed several medicinal pills and finally caught her breath a little. She forced herself to stand straight, the broken sword in her hand pointed across.
"Let us sisters learn for ourselves just how capable a newly advanced Quasi-Saint like you really is!"
"Your courage is commendable."
Suyao's expression did not change, and he nodded lightly.
He made no further move. Only within his left eye, countless starry lights lit up, revolved, evolved, and derived a miniature Milky Way!
An aura far more profound and vast than the simple pressure from before spread out from Suyao's left eye.
After Suyao broke through to Quasi-Saint, he had taken another step forward on his path.
With the help of his comprehension of the laws of the stars, he had opened up an independent "Star Realm" within his left eye.
This Realm had not been born for spell-duels. Its foremost ability lay in assisting him to comprehend the profound mechanisms of the Zhou Tian Stars' revolutions.
Trapping enemies and suppressing them were merely its