"Ha... haha... ha."
Looking up at the two men above her, Yan Ling gave a couple of dry laughs. Although she had no idea what had happened, she instinctively took a few quiet steps back.
"Since you two, Brother Qing Xuan and Brother You, have shaken hands and made peace, I won't disturb you any longer. Farewell."
She rattled the words off, then turned to dive back into the shadow passage. Yet the instant Yan Ling moved, the enormous vortex shrank and vanished in the blink of an eye.
Yan Ling froze midstep and stiffly turned her head toward the pair. "Brother Qing Xuan, Brother You, what is the meaning of this?"
The two men above stepped forward, their tamed beasts moving at a thought. They smiled. "Why the rush to leave, Fellow Daoist Yan Ling? Why not stay and spar with us a little, to deepen our friendship?"
As their words fell, Goddess Suli beat her wings, sending boundless motes of light hurtling toward Yan Ling. At the same time, countless Black Shadow Tentacles reached out of the void, seeking to seize her outright.
Yan Ling's pupils abruptly contracted.
She wanted to dodge or resist, but all her tamed beasts had perished, drastically reducing her fighting strength. This was her weakest moment. How could she possibly withstand a full-force strike from two Seventh Realm cultivators?
Boom!
A fair and impartial Beast Taming duel began.
... Outside the Shadow Greater Realm, Su Taiwei and Giant Python were staring at each other, one pair of eyes large, the other small. Only after laboriously explaining for ages did he persuade this mountain-guarding divine beast to abandon the idea of smashing straight through the Shadow Realm and thrashing everyone inside.
"I wonder how things are going in there." Worry showed on Su Taiwei's