Within the inner layer of Red Mist Peak's Cave Mansion, light and shadow fluctuated.
Shen Xuan slowed down the scene of last night's battle at the desolate temple, replaying it on the ice mirror.
Every move, every style, every subtle fluctuation of Spiritual Power was clearly presented before Yang Huofeng's eyes.
"It seemed like slicing vegetables, thunderous and as swift as lightning. However, your timing wasn't good, and it was unnecessary to activate the premium Fire Dragon Talisman."
Shen Xuan analyzed each detail of Elder Mo attempting to escape by carriage, Liu Yiyi deploying the Illusory Immortal Cloth, and Elder Mo trying to use Yang Yunfan as a hostage, pointing out Yang Huofeng's impatience and oversights in her response.
The explanation was clear and aimed directly at the critical points.
Yang Huofeng listened intently and was sincerely convinced.
She originally thought that defeating three enemies in one battle was a near-perfect performance.
