Yuan Wuxian and Qingli watched as the Iron Tiger Demon King was crushed to powder, and their hearts sank to the very bottom.
Even someone as formidable as the Iron Tiger Demon King had met such an end. For Gao Xian, crushing them to death would be even easier.
Gao Xian gave Yuan Wuxian a deep look and said calmly, "What else do you have to say?"
"The strong are honored. Your cultivation has reached such a realm—what could I possibly have to say?"
At the threshold of life and death, Yuan Wuxian instead became calm. "I only regret that my talent was lacking, that I failed to awaken the Blood Phoenix Undying Body. Now I can only let you slaughter me as you please."
She would not regret what she had done in the past.
People like Yun Zaitian and Lu Xuanji had all been stumbling blocks. Given her circumstances at the time, she naturally had to do everything possible to remove those obstacles.
As for drawing Gao Xian here because of it and planting the seed of her downfall today—no one could have foreseen that.
That was the world of cultivators. No one knew what tomorrow would bring!
Yuan Wuxian could afford to play, and she could afford to lose. Having reached this point, death was certain, so why should she humble herself before Gao Xian?
Yet Qingli still clung to a sliver of hope. She lowered her eyes and bowed her head, bending slightly at the waist as she pleaded softly in an exceedingly humble posture, "Divine Lord, this matter was all Yuan Wuxian's doing. It has nothing to do with me. I beg Divine Lord to see clearly."
Gao Xian gave Qingli an amused look. This sixth-rank powerhouse of the Heavenly Demon Sect truly knew how