The two were intent on executing Chen Mu and his companions as quickly as possible, hoping to restore the image they had tarnished in Sheng Shiyu's eyes with their earlier slip of the tongue.
As disciples of the Illusory Immortal Sect, if they truly offended their Senior Brother, Sheng Shiyu would not even need to make life difficult for them himself. Others would distance themselves and ostracize them to avoid earning his resentment.
That was something neither of them ever wanted to see happen.
Therefore, Chen Mu and his three companions had to die!
They simply could not find a reason to let them live.
One drew a sword, the other a spear, thinking, For mere mortals like you, dying by my hand is a blessing earned through three lifetimes of cultivation!
"Pay them no mind," Chen Mu spoke first, preparing Ye Qingcheng and Qin Xuanji for what was coming.
Pay them no mind?
Hearing that, Li Yao simply could not place absolute trust in Chen Mu and remain calm the way Ye Qingcheng and Qin Xuanji did.
Especially when she saw the two Illusory Immortal Sect disciples charging straight toward them, sword and spear in hand, bearing vast immortal power.
For a moment, she even wondered whether Chen Mu had completely abandoned hope of survival, realized the enormous gap in their strength, and decided to face death head-on.
She did not mean to mock Chen Mu. On the contrary, she felt this was the best choice.
She deeply admired him. For a mortal to come this far was already remarkable; there was no need to demand more of him.
"Hurry and escape. I'll buy you as much time as I can." Holding a sword as slender as a green bamboo viper, Li Yao stepped in front of Chen Mu,