Su Jiu drew Frost-Cold Purple Ultimate, pointed it at him, and asked, "Now, do you have any last words?"
Ji Jue's pupils widened slightly. "You want to kill me?"
Su Jiu's gaze was icy, and her words were merciless. "You wanted to kill me, yet you expect me to let you go? Officials may set fires, but commoners aren't allowed to light a lamp?"
Only when he saw that Su Jiu was not joking did Ji Jue begin to feel afraid. "I have my master's Divine Sense Mark on me." At the end of his rope, he had completely forgotten that this world was not the Azure Realm.
The corners of Su Jiu's lips lifted slightly before she said coldly, "Then this is the perfect chance to test whether that Mark of yours works here."
As soon as she finished speaking, she moved to strike. Before she could, however, the tip of a sword pierced through Ji Jue's chest.
Ji Jue was a Soul Cultivator, after all. Even gravely wounded, his soul could still escape. But before he could flee, Qiao Zirong captured him in his palm.
A glimmer of blue light flashed across Qiao Zirong's palm and vanished.
As expected, his master's Divine Sense failed to appear. It had presumably been cut off by this space.
What she had not expected was that Qiao Zirong possessed a Magic Treasure like this.
Seeing Su Jiu's surprised gaze, Qiao Zirong gave her a gentle smile. "Even though I knew his master's Divine Sense could no longer be used, I was afraid he might have some other Magic Treasure hidden away and hurt you in a dying counterattack." That was why he had chosen to strike by surprise.
Then he opened his palm again and said softly, "This is one of the