The deafening, violent commotion and the heaven-toppling spiritual light of the Painting Realm seemed to fall silent at these words.
Looking at that slightly youthful face, even the two Sect Masters, who had not felt complete terror when facing a Great Demon like the Cloud Dream Palace Master, now turned pale with dread.
At a time like this, a cultivator at the Chess-Player realm who dared to jump out... who else could it be but that person?!
But what was the meaning of appearing now?!
They had spared no cost, exhausting their sect's foundations and risking their lives to desperately hold back the Cloud Dream Palace Master, all to secure a chance for her to escape.
Yet this girl, instead of running, had voluntarily delivered herself to the main antagonist.
Had everything they just done not become a joke?!
Jie Wuya and the Hundred Flower Sect Master exchanged a glance, their years of tacit understanding allowing them to instantly grasp the other's intent.
No matter what, they had to get this girl out of here!
But the next moment, the girl's actions left them frozen on the spot.
Jiang Yuechu reached out her hand quite casually, her fair fingertips beckoning toward the sky.
A mocking smile played on her lips, her voice light and indifferent: "So you are the Cloud Dream Palace Master? You aren't even a demon?"
Though the words were flat, a hint of disappointment could be faintly detected.
"..."
The Cloud Dream Palace Master frowned, feeling a sense of wariness.
Although the aura on the girl was not that of the legendary Twelfth Rank of the Chess-Player realm, but had reached the level of Chess-Player Perfection.
So what?
To a cultivator of the Painting Realm like him, there was no difference between one piece and sixteen pieces