"But I am being hunted by those two great forces,"
Xu Yuan gave a bitter smile.
"What of it?"
Mo Xianxian revealed a smile, "In the Holy Sect, most people are wanted, but as long as the three ancient leaders of the Holy Sect exist, as long as they seek the support of three Return to Void Great Divine Communicators who can openly distort the force of the battlefield, then, the higher your position in the Holy Sect, the less they dare to lay a hand on you."
"What you're saying is increasingly tempting me."
Xu Yuan smiled faintly.
"So... you still disagree?"
Mo Xianxian slowly retracted her expression.
Light shifted slightly, and darkness surged in the depths of the great hall, engulfing her stunning celestial beauty like a tide.
"Yes."
Xu Yuan's gaze shifted slightly, falling outside.
The sun was newly radiant, as if symbolizing a bright future.
"Don't you want revenge?"
Mo Xianxian's words were thick with seduction.