"I was asked to do this. Forgive me!"
Golden Cicada's voice boomed like a great bell, sending wave after wave of humming vibrations sweeping out like a vast ocean.
At once, countless people spat blood beneath that pressure, their auras weakening. Even Yue Chan struggled, fine beads of sweat appearing on her smooth, full forehead.
"That Demoness..." Yue Chan bit her red lip, glaring indignantly at the black-clad girl who was gloating over her misfortune.
The other side clearly wanted to humiliate her while she had yet to reach perfection in Spirit Transformation.
"Junior Sister Yue Chan, we'll go up and hold them off. Return to the city and rely on the grand formation. They wouldn't dare barge in," Jin Lingxiao suggested, stepping in front of her alongside his fellow disciples.
"Hehehe... little Chan-Chan, can't beat us one-on-one, so you're going to gang up on us?" The Demoness licked her alluring red lips and teased her.
"Hmph! Do you think you're the only one who can call for outside help?" Yue Chan's eyes were icy, auspicious radiance flowing through them as she rebuked her with a resonant Dao sound.
"Could it be..." The Demoness's expression changed as something occurred to her. Lately, the Heaven Mending Sect and the Immortal Palace had grown close, enjoying excellent relations.
And this generation's Immortal Palace Successor reportedly possessed extraordinary talent. He had swept across several great provinces and defeated numerous First Generations, showing signs of contending for the crown as the strongest of the younger generation in the Three Thousand Provinces.
"Dao Brother Golden Cicada, capture Yue Chan quickly. Once the Immortal Palace Successor arrives, catching her will be difficult," the Demoness urged.
"No matter. If he comes, I can find out which of us is truly the strongest of the younger generation." Golden