Resistance?
Now only five Immortal Seedlings remain, and aside from Li Ji'an, all are trembling.
"That's the Immortal Master! How could we mortals possibly resist an Immortal Master?"
It's not that they lack the strength to resist or are mere cowards; it's just that the ideology ingrained in them from childhood has bound them tightly.
Running, dodging, has become their desperate act against the Immortal Master.
"Resistance? Heh~" The masked figures glanced at Li Ji'an, almost bursting into laughter.
"Then let me show you what is... the Immortal-Mortal Chasm!"
"Swish!" The Flying Sword and Wind Blade simultaneously shot towards Li Ji'an.
"Brother Li, be careful!" Zhao Shuyao exclaimed in alarm.
The other three also looked sorrowful, unwilling to witness a tragedy.
Li Ji'an's eyes slightly narrowed, showing little tension, but a hint of hesitation appeared.
Then, unexpectedly, he did not dodge, choosing instead to face the Wind Blade and Flying Sword head-on.
