Being warned by Heiye Wuguang, Chi Lian's expression was far from pleasant.
Her only hope now was that Chi Ling'er would not lose; otherwise, she wouldn't even have the chance to help.
Heiye Wuguang's temper was the most eccentric, giving face to no one. If he went mad, not even the Sect Leader of Eight Immortals Mountain could stop him.
Chi Lian knew well that her cultivation level was far inferior to Heiye Wuguang's. Even if she tried her best, it would be meaningless.
She might be an Elder, but Heiye Wuguang was the strongest among the Grand Elders of Eight Immortals Mountain.
The gap was just too obvious.
Just when she was filled with extreme unwillingness, in the large screen, both Ling Xiao and Chi Ling'er's techniques seemed to have condensed to their peak.
Centered around Chi Ling'er, terrifying crimson flames fully condensed into the shape of an Evil Spirit, enormous like a small mountain pressing down on Ling Xiao.
