Su Shi'er's plan was crystal clear: Ling Yue Shang could suppress that burly Demon Cultivator in a one-on-one fight.
As long as he dragged that Demon Cultivator back into the battle, even if the ancient sword shadow was shattered by the tiger-shadow unleashed by the broad-backed, burly Demon Cultivator—
With Ling Yue Shang's cultivation and strength, even if she took one of his attacks head-on, she certainly would not suffer any serious harm.
That way, the crisis Ling Yue Shang faced at this moment would naturally be resolved with the blade slicing through bamboo.
At the same time, he would strike while the female Demon Cultivator before him was attacking Ling Yue Shang.
Whether she continued attacking Ling Yue Shang or chose to change her move, she would undoubtedly lose the initiative.
Su Shi'er used the Spatial Secret Technique for far more than borrowing spatial power to evade the Demon Cultivator's attack.
His purpose was to divert the Demon Cultivator's attention and seize the chance to strike.
After all, his cultivation and strength fell short of hers. Without other means, if he faced her head-on, he would likely have perished long ago.
The sword seals in his hands changed without pause. A sharp gleam flashed through Su Shi'er's eyes, his piercing gaze remaining firmly locked on the Demon Cultivator not far away.
"You little bastard, so this was what you had been waiting for!"
"You chose your timing well. If we hadn't come to these Ancient God Ruins, you truly might have made me suffer a great loss."
"Unfortunately... sneaking an attack on me isn't so easy!"
Feeling the dragon breath sweeping toward her, carrying peerless sword intent, the Demon Cultivator's expression instinctively darkened.
How could she fail to understand the purpose behind Su Shi'er's move?
That peerless sword intent