Beitang Piaoxue sat atop the pale-faced giant, looking at Bai Yu with a complicated expression.
This fellow's reserves were enough to make one shudder in retrospect. A geomancer who could casually deploy a feng shui grand formation was every geomancer's nightmare in this era!
And such a being was merely Bai Yu's attendant?
Could the Holy Heaven Cult truly nurture a figure like this?
Beitang Piaoxue's heart was filled with emotion, and an intense sense of defeat surfaced within her. Even when facing a monster like Shu Lichuo, she had never felt this way.
Yet before Bai Yu, that feeling of defeat in her heart simply would not fade.
Even so, she could not simply stand by and watch Shu Lichuo be taken away.
No matter how grave Shu Lichuo's crimes were, she was still the Royal Court's Holy Empress. She had come into contact with far too many secrets and foundations; someone like her absolutely could not fall into an outsider's hands.
What was more, this small world was about to shatter, and outside lay Droughtfiend Soul City. If Shu Lichuo were bound and taken away here, the Royal Court's dignity would be trampled into the dirt.
"Bai Yu, I'm not joking with you. Although I don't know what exactly you're after, the Royal Court owes you a favor for what happened in the Calamity Blood Realm."
"Whatever you need can be discussed, but you must leave Shu Lichuo behind."
Beitang Piaoxue's tone was stern, and even her expression turned somewhat icy. If Bai Yu truly did this, even the Holy Heaven Cult might not be able to protect him.
"Heh, Noble Consort, it seems you have no bargaining chips to negotiate with me. At least here, in your current condition, neither you nor those cultivators lingering on in