"Sorry."
Luo Huainan said.
The Northern Dipper Bell streaked away like a beam of light, cleaving through the wind and snow.
Jing Jiu watched Luo Huainan quietly.
Neither the sudden attack nor such sinister methods brought any change to his expression.
His gaze was calm, without anger or despair, only a little weariness.
The streak of light fell amid the wind and snow.
There was a boom.
The rock face shattered.
Seeing the Northern Dipper Bell strike squarely and Jing Jiu fall into the blizzard again, with no chance of survival, Luo Huainan turned and entered the cave.
He had stayed outside for only a very short time, yet his eyebrows had already iced over, and the circulation of his true essence had grown somewhat sluggish. He knew he could not linger any longer.
"Junior Sister, I had another fortuitous encounter during this Dao Battle, so I really don't want to die. Thank you for coming to save me. I'm sure to have a very good future."
After saying this to Bai Zao, Luo Huainan activated the Ten-Thousand-Li Seal and left.
A mouthful of blood sprayed out.
The blood on her white clothes had only just congealed when many more spots of blood appeared.
It was like the plum blossom paintings at West Mountain Residence, with many new blossoms added by the painter.
Bai Zao's Dao Heart fell into turmoil, and all the true essence she had painstakingly gathered with the Hidden Treasury Scroll dispersed.
She struggled to the cave entrance and gazed at the wind and snow below the cliff. Two streams of clear tears silently ran down her face, instantly freezing.
"What you need to do now is rest quietly, not cry."
A voice came from below the cliff.
There was no