Although Mao Qiu was present, the disparity in strength was too great; it was still difficult to shake Lian Chengyu.
Baili Jiansan's expression was grave.
"It's over. Even the Sect Master can't defeat this person. Has the destiny of our Wuji Sect truly reached its end?"
"Nonsense! The Sect Master broke through five minor realms in minutes. This is a blessing from God, showing that even the heavens don't want our Wuji Sect to perish! There must still be a way."
"Yes! We must believe in the Sect Master!"
"Hm? That woman..." Someone noticed Hongxiu.
High in the sky, clothed in red, Hongxiu approached step by step.
Her figure was tall and striking, her looks breathtaking. Although she couldn't compare with the Moon God, the Saintess, or the Divine Body, in the eyes of most people, she was still enchantingly beautiful.
Her graceful steps and slender, delicate waist were bewitching to the extreme. Any virile man who saw her would probably struggle to control himself.
