Xie Jingxin and the Black-Robed Demon King were locked in fierce combat. Neither responded when they heard Zhang Yuan's words.
The main reason was that Zhang Yuan's cultivation realm was simply too low. Even after advancing from the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm to its peak, he was still a lower cultivator who would die to a single spell or blade before a Ninefold Negation Realm demon king's true body and a Divine Ignition Realm Sword Saint.
Xie Jingxin slashed again and again. The terrifying power of her Divine Ignition Realm qi-blood allowed every stroke to carve a long, deep trench into the earth.
Faced with such sword might, even the Black-Robed Demon King, suspected to be the [Heavy Spring Spirit-Commanding Demon King], had no choice but to avoid her edge. He kept twisting and darting out of the way, only occasionally unleashing a killing move, which Xie Jingxin casually blocked each time. His true body's arrival seemed to come with restrictions, and he was unwilling to expend too much effort here.
"Tsk, this woman's a little crazy when she fights, too."
Watching the usually quiet, gentle Xie Jingxin cause such an uproar in battle, Zhang Yuan clicked his tongue.
Back in White Tree City, the [Nether Annihilation Heaven Palace] had suppressed outward manifestations of qi, and the exquisite sword techniques Xie Jingxin used had lived up to her title of Sword Saint. Now, however, with her cultivation and qi-blood at their peak, she was simply making bricks fly through brute force. There was no swordsmanship to speak of.
She had returned to simplicity and the basics, in a sense. It certainly suited Xie Jingxin's utterly uncomplicated nature.
Seeing that neither of them paid him any attention, Zhang Yuan was not annoyed. He was delighted instead. Using a