The white-clad figure flashed, and Xiao Yi Xian floated over, positioning herself between the two of them. Her gaze toward Lei Jingxiao was soothing, but what she directed at Zi Yan held more wariness—and a trace of barely perceptible anticipation.
"Why did she attack me?"
"It was clearly you who attacked without a word!" Zi Yan gave a proud snort. Still, she had not forgotten her mission and knew Xiao Yi Xian would not lie.
"You're Xiao Yi Xian, right? Xiao Yan asked you to give me the jade token. I'll go call for reinforcements."
Lei Jingxiao had only just caught his breath. Seeing Xiao Yi Xian about to hand their sole token of hope directly to this mysterious girl, alarm bells rang in his mind. Enduring the soreness in his arm and the churning in his chest, he hurriedly stopped her. "Sister Xian'er! This jade token is our lifeline. This girl's identity is unknown, and her power is strange. She even attacked me just now. Who knows whether she can break through that damned formation? What if the Spirit Clan intercepts or destroys the jade token..."
"Hey! You blockhead!"
After being questioned again and again, Zi Yan's little cheeks puffed up with anger. Her large eyes glared fiercely at Lei Jingxiao. "You were the one who charged at me without saying a word, and now you're turning around and calling me strange. Looking at you, you must've even cried on the battlefield before. Not willing to accept defeat? Besides, how could some lousy formation possibly stop me?"
She raised her little head, as if the words "invincible under heaven" were practically written across her face. In her boundless confidence, the enormous formation besieging Holy Pill City was nothing more than a slightly thicker sheet of window paper.
Seeing Zi