Seeing Chen Xiang's excited expression, Xu Yao rolled her eyes and said,
"I know you're formidable, but let's keep ourselves alive first."
"Someone has already gone to meet up with Jian Fei and the others. Whether we can break out is still an unknown."
"Keep an eye out for me later. I might not be able to beat them."
With that, Xu Yao pulled the sword from Chen Xiang's chest and carried him on her back.
Old Sword Strip in her left hand, Black Obsidian in her right, with the badly wounded Chen Xiang on her back.
Xu Yao faced more than a dozen Immortal King Realm experts alone.
Lying helplessly on Xu Yao's back, Chen Xiang said, "Girl, these people are extremely powerful."
"If I weren't injured, we might still have a chance to break out."
"But now, even moving a finger is difficult for me. How about we try another way?"
Hearing this, Xu Yao looked ahead and said calmly, "You don't mean for me to surrender, do you?"
"Of course not. I mean we could lower our heads and plead for mercy."
"That sword in your left hand was my birth father's personal sword. An unparalleled Sword Spirit lives inside it."
"By seniority, I'd have to call her 'Auntie.' If she's willing to act, our little lives should be saved."
Hearing this, Xu Yao glanced at the Old Sword Strip in her hand and said,
"No wonder Mister always carried this thing on his back. So it's the Sword God's personal sword."
"If Senior Sword Spirit is willing to act, I, Xu Yao, will naturally be deeply grateful."
"If Senior Sword Spirit is unwilling to act, then I have nothing to say."
"The things of this world do not cease needing to be done just because no