Lin Ruoxue had been keeping a close watch on the battle on the other side. Seeing her third sister locked in combat with Xuan Jue, with neither able to gain the upper hand, she—
Her gaze immediately swept toward her fifth sister, who was merely a Three Tribulation Loose Immortal, and she swiftly spoke to warn her.
The appearance of the Demon Race meant that the conflict between both sides had been laid bare.
The previous battle had already proven that her fifth sister was no match for that Body Integration Realm fellow. But that was not important. So long as victory and defeat had yet to be decided, finding a way to hold the opponent back was still possible.
In a battle between two sides, whichever side seized the initiative first would hold the greater advantage. There was no doubt about that.
"Alright!"
Hearing this, the latter did not hesitate in the slightest. Her figure swayed lightly as she transformed into a streak of light and shot toward the passage blasted open in the formation.
"Such gall! A mere Three Tribulation Loose Immortal dares act so atrociously before this old man!"
The withered old man's face darkened with fury. Raising his hand, he sent Demonic Qi surging forth, where it formed a gigantic claw that viciously grabbed at the Three Tribulation Loose Immortal female cultivator.
Before the attack could even descend, crimson blood was already trickling from the latter's lips.
Under the pressure of a Tribulation Crossing stage magnate's aura, there was simply no way a Body Integration Realm or Three Tribulation Loose Immortal could contend against it.
Yet before the female cultivator could perish, Lin Ruoxue's eyes turned cold above.
She flicked her sleeve, sweeping out a vast and majestic force.
The force split into two in midair.