"Looks like this time, the battle between righteousness and evil can only end in a draw!"
The leaders of both sides were unwilling to accept it. Neither wanted to believe that their strongest moves had actually resulted in a stalemate against the other.
Just as their fierce clash came to a halt, Qing Mo—who had been sitting cross-legged in midair, cracking sunflower seeds and watching the show all along—flew over again with Biyao.
"No way, Qing Mo-gege! Father and Mother still have so many pills. Even if they just drag it out, they can wear Dao Xuan to death, right?"
At Biyao's words, the expressions of the Azure Cloud Sect members turned ugly. After all, with something like medicinal pills, if used well at a critical moment, they could decide victory or defeat.
"Sect Master Wan, and Madam! There is no need to take those spirit-replenishing pills for now. Even if you keep going, in the end, you will only perish together with Headmaster Dao Xuan of the Azure Cloud Sect!"
The Ghost King couple, who had just taken out spirit-replenishing pills and were about to swallow them, froze on the spot.
The Azure Cloud Sect disciples were the same. They had not expected Qing Mo to be the one urging the Ghost King couple to stop.
"Senior? Why would continuing this fight lead to us perishing together with that old thief Dao Xuan?"
"That's right, Senior! We have so many pills. Just as Biyao said, we can wear Dao Xuan to death if we drag it out!"
The Ghost King couple was filled with doubt. The Holy Sect clearly held the advantage right now, so why did Qing Mo say they had merely fought the Azure Cloud Sect and the rest of these righteous people to a draw?
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