Xiao Yan had already sensed the boost from his clan tattoo gradually fading. After all, the clan tattoo was not omnipotent. Xiao Yan calculated inwardly that if he truly wanted to kill Hun Yan, he could only use the Fire Lotus. But if the Fire Lotus truly exploded, Flower Sect's mountain gate would be difficult to preserve.
Moreover, the current situation was overwhelmingly favorable to their side. It was nearly impossible for any further accident to occur. Most importantly, Xiao Yan had his eyes on the bodies and souls of the two Soul Hall men, as they concerned his later experiments. If he used the Fire Lotus, all of it would be destroyed.
Therefore, Xiao Yan understood that he could not resolve this perfectly on his own. He simply asked the empty air, "Teacher, you've watched for so long. It's time for you to make a move."
As Xiao Yan's words fell, two figures stepped out of the void. One was Yao Lao, who had been watching the battle for some time. Beside him stood another woman with a cool, moonlit temperament. Xiao Yan did not need to ask to know that she was undoubtedly Fairy Qing of the Flower Sect.
Fairy Qing's black hair was neatly gathered with only a plain silver hairpin, exposing her finely shaped jaw and neck. Her eyes were like deep pools in winter, her nose bridge high and straight, her lips a natural pale red, the corners habitually pressed into a slight line. Most peculiar of all was the pale-blue crescent pattern on her smooth forehead, carrying an inviolable majesty.
Fairy Hua had originally intended to bring Yao Lao and Fairy Qing along to act together, but when the message was sent, there had been no response at all. In anger, Fairy Hua had