High above in the distant heavens, Gang Winds raged like tides battering the shore.
The turbulent clouds resembled overlapping waves, wheeling and churning, their movements unpredictable.
After several dozen breaths, the surging clear light and clamorous poisonous flames slowly receded.
Chen Heng and Gu Yi faced each other across the sky, both expressionless.
"Purity-Cleansing Seed... It seems you really do have plenty of protective treasures. You even have that."
Gu Yi sneered. Just then, she also saw Wang Sen in the distance, riding a Gang Wind as he hurriedly broke through the atmosphere toward them.
At the same time, Fu Shen'an hastily soared from the Huzhao camp, leaping into the clouds to stand behind Gu Yi.
"Junior Sister Gu..."
Fu Shen'an exchanged a glance with Wang Sen opposite him. Neither spoke, but both understood the other's intentions.
Yet before Fu Shen'an could arrange his words, barely a phrase past his lips, Gu Yi guessed what he was thinking and said coolly:
"Have you come to persuade me to withdraw and stop fighting, Senior Brother Fu?"
Fu Shen'an's expression briefly stiffened. After a long moment, he could only nod helplessly, cupping his hands in flattery.
"Nothing escapes your discerning eye, Junior Sister. These little thoughts of mine really cannot be hidden from you..."
He smiled bitterly.
People like Chen Heng and Gu Yi were certain to carry precious life-preserving treasures.
Both Wang Sen and Fu Shen'an knew this perfectly well.
But the appearance of the Purity-Cleansing Seed and Jade-Scale Surge, while confirming their suspicions, had also pushed the situation beyond their expectations, inevitably weighing on their hearts.
If such deadly weapons were allowed to touch their bodies,
never mind the two of them-
even a Primordial Spirit Great True Person caught unprepared would perish, body and soul!
Since Chen Heng and