The instant his figure vanished, two gazes brimming with killing intent radiated from Xuan Shi's eyes and fell from afar upon Su Shi'er and his companion.
Only this time, Xuan Shi did not continue attacking.
In the blink of an eye, the dense killing intent transformed into intense unwillingness. Then, the figures of the Demon Cultivators vanished into the distant sea of clouds.
The Demon Race party left cleanly and decisively.
But the atmosphere in the field did not ease much because the Demon Race had departed.
Pan Yue stood where he was, his brows tightly furrowed, unwillingness still on his face.
As he saw it, Su Shi'er's origins were unknown, and his thoughts ran deep. If they had continued fighting just now, it might not have been impossible to take him down.
Only, since the Great Elder had already spoken, he did not dare defy him.
Hu Meier lightly panted as she quietly came to Su Shi'er's side.
"Fellow Daoist Su."
As her voice rang out, Hu Meier's face was filled with exhaustion.
"Miss Hu, heal your wounds first."
Su Shi'er spoke softly.
The latter gave a slight nod and raised her hand to take out a medicinal pill. She swallowed and refined the pill, seizing the time to adjust her condition.
The Great Elder of the Kuafu Clan had suddenly appeared, and for now his intentions were unclear. There was no guarantee that another battle would not follow.
Seizing the time to restore as much of her strength as possible was naturally the foremost matter at present.
Only, from the corner of her beautiful eyes, her gaze still quietly fell on Pan Cangheng, the Great Elder of the Kuafu Clan before her.
At the same time.
Pan Cangheng put away the Sun-Chasing Remnant Bone, only then looking back