I Ask, You Answer. Got It?

Before the purple devil floated a white chess piece. Within the barrier of light it emitted sat an exquisitely beautiful woman drenched head to toe in blood.

"It's Zhao Qinghan's master—the Taicang Immortal Sect's sect master!"

Hua Yunfei recognized the woman. Her disciple, Zhao Qinghan, had even gone to the Daoyuan Sect to break off her engagement with him.

At this moment, beneath the purple devil's relentless attacks, the defensive formation she maintained was already covered in cracks, as though it could burst apart at any moment. The white chess piece suspended in the air was also swaying precariously, on the verge of collapse.

"Am I truly going to die here?"

The woman could not help sighing inwardly. Though unwilling, she could only accept the fate about to befall her.

"Supreme Commander!"

In the depths of despair, the woman sensed through the chess piece that Hua Yunfei had arrived. Her stilled heart immediately began beating again.

She was finally saved!

"Hmm?"

The purple monster sensed something as well. Wearing a teasing smile, he turned to look behind him.

He wanted to see what bug had come to throw away its life this time.

Splat!

A streak of sword light swept past. The purple monster's smile froze as his head soared into the sky, black blood spraying from his severed neck like a fountain!

I Ask, You Answer. Understand?

The purple devil's head flew high into the air, trailing a great spray of purple-black blood.

He was not dead yet—or rather, the attacker had deliberately spared his life.

He lowered his gaze toward the headless corpse below, his expression twisting into savage distortion. Light suddenly burst from his head as he attempted to use a secret art.

Whoosh!

The Eastern Sacred Sword flew over and pierced his brow, nailing him firmly