Xi Ying hesitated for only a moment before shaking her head with a cold sneer. "No."
"As the master of the Dry Jade Continent, the Saint King already commands the power of rules of this world."
"And after he pledged allegiance to the Netherworld, Xuantian Nether Venerable granted him evil spirit power and bestowed upon him our Netherworld's mighty evil treasure, the Flame God Furnace."
"You are indeed powerful, but compared to the Saint King, you are nothing more than ants and dust."
"As long as you remain on the soil of the Dry Jade Continent, you can never defeat the Saint King!"
Xue Qingcheng's expression dimmed slightly. Even now, the Saint King's overwhelming, terrifying power remained vivid in her memory.
Qin Baochuan, Luo Lan, and the others also lowered their heads, visibly disheartened.
Of course, more than taking revenge on Xi Ying, they hoped to drive out the Netherworld invaders and restore the Dry Jade Continent to its former glory.
Yet the Saint King, the master of the Dry Jade Continent, had willingly become the Netherworld's lapdog.
Unless they defeated the Saint King, the Dry Jade Continent would never see the day of its liberation.
Everyone sank into despair. Only Lin Mo's gaze sharpened, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth.
"You're lying."
Xi Ying visibly panicked, her eyes instinctively darting away. "I'm not!"
"Your acting is certainly superb, but you can't fool me."
Lin Mo suddenly reached out, his five fingers clamping around Xi Ying's slender neck like iron pincers.
As he fixed her with a blazing stare, the Divine Wood Eye slowly appeared between his brows.
"I, Lin Mo, have always cherished delicate beauties. Since you're a beautiful woman, I intended to give you a chance."
"But since you refuse to cooperate, I'll have to