"Alas! What a pity. Old Monster Yan's Golden Core still managed to escape."
"If Fellow Daoist had been able to unleash one more move, that old dog would surely have died."
Mu Yingluo struggled to her feet, her gaze falling on Su Shi'er as she could not help but let out a regretful sigh.
Her words could not conceal her surging hatred for Old Monster Yan.
Su Shi'er remained calm at her side, gazing into the distance. Only after confirming that Old Monster Yan had truly vanished without a trace and could not possibly return did he lower his raised sword fingers.
"Another move? If I used that move, whether Old Monster Yan would die is uncertain. As for me, I fear there would be death but no life."
As he spoke, his brows lifted slightly. The aura that had been climbing without cease a moment ago instantly became disordered.
"Hmm? Fellow Daoist, you... are seriously injured!"
Mu Yingluo's brows rose as she immediately spoke.
She understood at once that Su Shi'er was merely putting up a bold front and had no strength left to make another move.
Had Old Monster Yan not retreated and instead burned his Pill Essence to strike again, who would win and who would lose would still have been hard to say.
"Naturally. Though this formation was never fully activated from beginning to end, it still possessed the scale of a Level Four Formation."
"My strength is utterly unremarkable, and I never believed I was qualified to contend against a Level Four Formation. Being able to destroy Old Monster Yan's physical body this time is already an enormous gain."
"Though the danger has temporarily passed, people from the various forces in Sunset City may arrive at any moment. Fellow Daoists, it would be best to