Faced with the gaze of the white-haired elder and the charming beauty, the white-clothed woman was fearless, even challenging them as she spoke.
The white-haired elder sighed, "Sect Master Lin, why do you say this? Whether you believe it or not, our Netherworld Palace has never harbored hostility towards your Kongming Sect."
"Indeed, besides, we're just divine thought avatars. Fighting is meaningless; at most, it's just the loss of one divine thought," the charming beauty said dispassionately.
She really wanted to teach the other a lesson.
This bitch always targeted her, calling her a demon woman at every turn, which had long displeased her.
But she also knew that fighting here was meaningless.
At their level, conflicts inevitably dragged on.
Unless the true body could be destroyed, merely losing one or two divine thought avatars was insignificant and would not affect the root.
