Before Fairy Yun Hua had finished speaking, she was already edging backward.
She had finally escaped danger and had a rare chance to live. Naturally, she would not let it slip away.
"I'm afraid this Sword Formation won't hold Demon God Xuantianjun for long. Once he breaks free, he'll come after Tianyuan Star again!"
The Mystic Woman Avatar did not move. Her voice rang out again.
At those words,
Fairy Yun Hua, who had been about to seize the chance to leave, stopped short.
"What... what do you mean by that?"
Even as she asked, a terrible feeling had already taken hold.
"Whether or not we can stop Demon God Xuantianjun, we must do everything we can."
The Mystic Woman Avatar spoke calmly, her eyes filled with resolve.
"Are you joking? You know as well as I do how powerful Demon God Xuantianjun is.
"If we stay here, what awaits us besides dying for nothing?"
Fairy Yun Hua snapped. Her delicate brows drew tight, and she made no effort to hide her anger.
She had not forgotten the agreement she had just made with the Mystic Woman Avatar.
If the avatar went to her death, Yun Hua would have to go with her.
Of course, she could choose to break the agreement and force her way out.
But the Mystic Woman Avatar was intimately connected to her.
If the avatar met her end, Yun Hua would suffer for it too.
The thought gave Fairy Yun Hua another splitting headache.
"No... it wouldn't be dying for nothing. Though that fellow Daoist just perished,
"the Sword Intent he left behind remains. With its power, we can raise our strength to an astonishing degree.
"It doesn't matter if we can't destroy Demon God Xuantianjun. If we can gravely wound him and keep him