Before entering this illusory realm, neither of them had imagined that their Dao competition would take the form of cricket fighting.
At present, the two little insects in the vermilion lacquer basin were locked in a blazing battle.
Blood Wind Iron Cavalry's offensive was fierce and sharp. It kept leaping and shifting, attacking Yellow Wind Brave from every angle.
Yellow Wind Brave, meanwhile, adhered to defense as its main principle, striking only when its opponent revealed an opening.
"Before you returned, I had a conversation with Chi Tian."
As Bai Sanli watched the two insects fight, he said to Yang Lingrui, "His origins are rather special. Though he is already advanced in years, if one counts from when he truly entered the Dao and began cultivating, he is still a junior to you and me."
"He is kind-hearted, and his intentions are good. Using himself as an example, he tried to persuade me to turn back."
"But his mind does not seem particularly sharp. He forgot that there is an essential difference between him and me."
"In your view, if I were to 'come to my senses' now and join the righteous path, what would become of me?"
"A dead end."
Without even thinking, Yang Lingrui said, "I do not know how many others you have killed, but with that sword cultivator's blood debt alone, Meishan will never let you go."
"If you are lucky, perhaps you can choose a death you prefer. If you are unlucky, Meishan's sword cultivators will chop you into minced meat."
Bai Sanli smiled knowingly after hearing this. "Heh heh, you do understand. So having come this far, I have no road of retreat left."
As they spoke, the battle in the basin also reached its conclusion.
The two insects had fought for quite some