"Xin Bairen! What the hell are you doing?!"
Hua Tieshou had just activated the Avīci Heartless Seal and sent a Golden Core cultivator from Tianshui Island flying. He turned and glared at Xin Bairen aboard the central army's treasure ship.
He flew aboard the treasure ship and slammed his Blood Spear onto the deck. A ring of air exploded outward with a bang, sending several nearby Foundation Establishment Demon Envoys staggering backward.
"The eastern formation core is already shattered! One more charge with my men and we could break through! And you withdraw now?" Hua Tieshou's voice was hoarse. Blood still dripped from his Demon Armor, left from the Tianshui Sect Golden Core Elder he had just slain.
Xin Bairen stood with his back to him, both hands still hovering over ten formation plates, spiritual light flowing around his fingertips.
Seeing Xin Bairen, who had originally been no more than an inner sect disciple of the Condensed Jade Sect, treating him so discourteously, he was somewhat angry too.
But he could endure it.
Without turning, Xin Bairen merely said, "Hall Master Hua, please mind your bounds."
"To hell with bounds!" Hua Tieshou stepped forward. "Can't you see the situation? The island's defenders have already suffered thousands of casualties, and their morale has collapsed!"
The more he spoke, the more agitated he became. Blood baleful intent churned around him, faintly coalescing into the phantom of a devil aspect.
Several nearby Demon Lotus Sect elites lowered their heads, not daring to interject.
One was the Sect Leader's personal disciple and the Blood Hall's Hall Master; the other was the Battle Hall's Deputy Hall Vice Lord, with illustrious military achievements. They could afford to offend neither.
Xin Bairen finally turned around.
His expression was calm, his eyes betraying no emotion.
"Brother Hua," Xin