Helpless?

Helpless? Angry as he was,

now that he had witnessed the terrifying physical body of this female cultivator, how could he possibly still entertain any thought of facing her head-on?!

But the problem was...

If he did not face her head-on, what else could he do?

Bring out another Dao Soldier?

Recalling what had just happened, if he took out any treasure now, it would most likely be snatched away by her again.

Those were Dao Soldiers.

No matter how substantial his reserves were, he could not withstand such losses.

At that thought,

he abruptly closed his eyes, simply refusing to look at her.

"Hmph... This old man will stay here and wear you down. If you have what it takes, then break through these layers of this old man's defenses!"

With so many life-preserving methods, at worst they could see who lost their composure first.

He was a demon, with a long lifespan. He could waste far more time than she could...

Jiang Yuechu stood quietly where she was, looking at the green ox hiding in its turtle shell and the mire, playing dead. Her brows furrowed slightly.

This old thing really intended to be a turtle hiding its head in its shell.

She slowly stepped forward and stopped at the edge of the mire.

"You really aren't coming out?"

There was no movement in the mire.

Azure Firmament Hermit could not even be bothered to respond.

Jiang Yuechu nodded and said no more.

Then she slowly raised her right hand.

Golden lightning quietly danced in her palm.

Faint thunder rumbled.

A bolt of golden lightning smashed down fiercely.

It struck the outermost layer of golden light dead on.

The halo shook violently, yet it forcibly endured the blow.

Seeing this, Azure Firmament Hermit curled his lips in mockery.