Li Xiaobai revealed a kind smile and suddenly unfurled the scroll in his hands.
However, the expected sinister aura did not manifest; the scroll, depicting two children, suddenly burst into flames and turned to ash.
"Damn, it isn't failing at such a critical moment, is it?"
"Seriously, this is like being cursed with bad luck, but it shouldn't be this bad!"
Li Xiaobai was shocked; this artwork by Beichen Feng was one of the trump cards he relied upon, and now it had failed, possibly because he had unfolded it too many times, depleting all its power.
"Boy, you can't escape. Reveal your true form immediately by dropping the disguise spell!"
The Blood Fiend Elder charged forward first, dragging a long trail of blood light coming at high speed, eager to execute Li Xiaobai right away, with the other Elders quick to follow. This was a great opportunity to earn merit for their sect, not to mention the target was a master of the Saint Realm – a perfect moment to shine.