"Was this the Immovable Wisdom King, Zhao Wuji?"
Tian Qingyue spotted the head on the ground at a glance, a trace of surprise crossing that handsome face.
"Shaobai... could actually kill a Soul Saint one-on-one?"
"And judging by the looks of it, Shaobai seemed to have strength to spare. He was barely hurt."
Sensing the surroundings, Tian Qingyue spoke with some hesitation.
"When we were in Heaven Dou City, I never saw Shaobai display strength like this. I even heard his state of mind became unstable after losing to Dugu Feng."
"But this..."
His state of mind was unstable, so he came out to catch a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast and kill a Soul Saint along the way?
That was very unstable indeed.
"Hmph!"
Lü Fengxian snorted and casually slammed the butt of his halberd down, smashing Zhao Wuji's head to pieces on the spot.
"Just a Soul Saint. Zhao Wuji really did get worse the longer he lived. He couldn't even beat a Soul Ancestor."
"There's no need to put it that way. Perhaps Shaobai had some fortunate encounter."
A smile played at Tian Qingyue's lips, that face completely relaxed.
"Judging by Li Shaobai's speed, it seems impossible for us to catch him. General Lü, why don't we..."
"All troops, hear my command! Continue the pursuit. Deputy General Gao, take command in my place."
Before Tian Qingyue could finish speaking, Lü Fengxian left those words behind and shot off like an arrow loosed from its bow.
"...Shaobai, it looks like I can't help you."
Sighing inwardly, Tian Qingyue cupped both hands toward the person beside them.
"Deputy General Gao, I'll leave things here to you. I'll go lend General Lü a hand."
With that, an aura of ice and snow enveloped Tian Qingyue. The next moment, a clear dragon's cry