"Ruoxi, it's your turn to make a move."
Shen Wang's expression was calm, his gaze firm. As he spoke, a blue rune descended from the sky, also releasing threads of the Power of Laws, effortlessly pinning down the cyan-red rune.
This cyan-red rune was merely left by a Great Saint, its power naturally inferior to the original. And You Ruoxi was a Great Saint herself; with her strength, she easily suppressed the cyan rune.
"Who are you?"
An angry voice emanated from within the rune: "Just now, one of my tribe members fell; it must be your doing!"
"That's right. Today, you dare to meddle in Black Stone City's affairs; this is the fate of that Demon Saint. If you dare to make a move again, you'll be the one to die."
Ruoxi's tone was domineering and cold, as she lightly pointed a finger at the rune.
A deep blue ripple appeared, and the fingertip seemed to traverse space, landing in a mysterious realm.
