"Try me."
Jiang Qingyi's voice resounded through the room.
The longsword in her hand was already humming, as if it might lash out at any moment and chop off her opponent's head.
Their eyes locked, and the room fell silent. Their combined Spiritual Power formed a heavy Spiritual Pressure that seemed to make the very air solidify.
"Enough, enough. What's the point of us fighting to the death? In the end, won't we just be playing right into the hands of that Lord of the Four Seas?"
Qin Siyao said with a sigh.
At the mention of that woman, Bai Ruxue, a flicker of rationality finally returned to Jiang Qingyi's eyes, which had been on the verge of losing control.
"The last time I saw you, Sect Leader Jiang, I proposed that we cooperate. You didn't agree then.
Today, my offer still stands. I suggest you seriously reconsider the terms I proposed.
If we don't join forces, things will be difficult for both of us.
