"It was hardly strange that someone capable of becoming Su Shi'er's close friend possessed Formation Dao attainments equal to, or even greater than, his.
But you, Daoist Tianshan, were merely at the initial stage of the Spirit Severing stage.
Did you truly think you could save Su Shi'er from my hands?"
The Holy Son of Tiandao Palace sneered indifferently as he continued speaking.
Having figured out the crux of the matter, his previous worry was swept away at once.
Had the other party evaded his senses and silently crept over, he naturally would have needed to proceed with caution.
But if the other party had emerged from the formation, then it was only natural that he had failed to notice.
Of course, the most crucial factor was still the other party's cultivation.
Even if an initial Spirit Severing stage cultivator had already made quite a name for himself in the Immortal Cultivation Holy Land,
in his eyes, he was still an insignificant existence.
On the contrary, Daoist Tianshan was Su Shi'er's close friend.
His appearance meant that, at this critical moment, as long as he could keep one of them,
the other would certainly not be able to leave so easily either.
To him, this was actually a good thing.
As the thought flashed through his mind, the corners of the Holy Son of Tiandao Palace's mouth rose slightly, his delight written plainly across his face.
However.
The smile had barely appeared before it froze solid in the next instant.
"Is that so? What if you add me to the equation?"
Another clear voice rang out. Beside Su Shi'er, another faint ripple of spatial energy from the formation emerged.
As the ripples dispersed, a striking figure appeared beside Su Shi'er. She wore a plain white Daoist robe, tall and slender,