Jing Hong spared no expense. Right from the start, she unleashed the powerful Demon-slain Finger attack.

With enough self-control to prevent himself from looking horrified, Jin Yujie quickly retreated with Wang He to a safer distance.

"Thinking of running?" Hua Qingwu appeared in their way with her sword drawn. The weapon flared with energy dancing along its blade.

With their avenue of retreat cut off, the sons of Immortals could only ...