"You said they were drawn away!"
Yu Ci growled in a low voice, glaring at the person who had never appeared. It was no wonder he was so furious; the person locked in fierce combat with the Heavy Artifact Sect leader right at this moment was none other than Yu Zhou, the very person confirmed to have been drawn away.
Seeing the white-haired, venerable Daoist maneuvering his sword to fight the terrifying Heavy Artifact Sect leader, Yu Ci's heart almost burst through his chest in terror!
"I drew him away, but I cannot guarantee he would not return. Under the circumstances in the Boundary River, how long could I keep it from him?"
The figure responded indifferently. Perhaps feeling it was too irresponsible, the voice offered subsequent comfort: "Yu Zhou's swordsmanship and cultivation are far more seasoned than yours, and that Heavy Artifact Sect leader is merely projecting an avatar here. There is no disparity in cultivation level..."
Yu Ci pressed his lips together, his right hand gripping the scabbard wrapped around the Xuan Huang Killing Sword. He stared fixedly at the fierce offensive and defensive battle among the peaks, remaining silent.
At that moment, the venerable Daoist Yu Zhou's low, hoarse, yet unexpectedly calm voice rang out: "You all forcefully breached the void tunnels and disrupted this realm's stability. What is your intention?"
No one answered him. Basically, both parties adopted a completely ignoring attitude, while the Heavy Artifact Sect leader's offensive abruptly tightened. Across the surface of her heavy metal armor, countless runes swirled and looped. Curse arts traversed the void with shifting reality and illusion, transforming into an intangible web intended to trap and strangle Yu Zhou within.
Under this situation, Yu Zhou swept through the air like mist and smoke, his tone devoid of any noticeable