"Qing Yuan! Go, now!"
Blood Demon gripped Qing Yuan's arm tightly, her expression fraught with tension, desperate to push her best friend away immediately!
"Blood Demon, what's going on? What did you see?"
Qing Yuan had never seen Blood Demon so tense.
If Blood Demon had merely been discovered by Ding Jingyi, she would hardly be reacting this strongly.
"There's no time to explain! We need to leave first!"
Blood Demon grabbed Qing Yuan's hand and was about to fly away.
But just then, Sect Leader Ding Jingyi's voice drifted over from the main peak of the Wandao Sect. "Elders, why not stay a little longer?"
As Ding Jingyi's voice faded, a flash of sword light shot toward Blood Demon's Blood Sin Peak.
"Son of a bitch!"
Blood Demon cursed, her brow furrowed as she countered with a slash of her own blade.
The crimson saber light collided with Ding Jingyi's Sword Qi, and a turbulent wave of Spiritual Power erupted, creating a nearly suffocating pressure.
