This made Li Ruoxiang frown as she looked at Wang Zhuihe, sighing in her heart. Wang Zhuihe's strength was indeed much stronger than her avatar, making her escape futile, as she was ultimately unable to escape from his grasp.
It was clear that Wang Zhuihe did indeed want to kill her. Although this was not her true body, the death of her avatar would be equivalent to the destruction of her years of hard work in an instant.
If possible, Li Ruoxiang certainly did not want to suffer such a loss.
However, it was evident that Wang Zhuihe had no intention of reconciling. He sneered, "Humph, Qingyin, there's no other way. The Great Elder has invited you many times, and you've seen his sincerity. But you? You refuse to comply and choose to follow Li Ruoxiang, becoming a nun and a Saintess. Well, there's no other way then. When you rise in the future, it won't be of any benefit to the Great Elder. You are a thorn in his side, so naturally, I will get rid of you!"