"Master Xiao Yi, please calm down."
At this moment, a loud elder voice rang out, and an elder swiftly leaped forward.
Ching...
A metallic clang sounded simultaneously.
A glimmer of a white shadow flashed by.
A sharp scythe suddenly blocked the elder.
"Hmm? A Saint Sovereign Realm demon beast?" The elder's face showed surprise.
From a distance, another shout was heard, "Stop, boy."
This shout was a familiar voice.
Xiao Yi followed the voice and saw it was Xia Canglan.
Xiao Yi withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman before him; at this moment, she had lost her color.
Though her strength was not mediocre, the sharp sword tip at her throat kept her from moving a muscle.
Xiao Yi frowned, reined in his killing intent, and withdrew his sword.
Xiao Yi's figure flickered, arriving beside the Fog Demon, and issued a low command, "Return."
"Yes, Master," the Fog Demon responded fluently, transforming into a white mist, and disappeared at Xiao Yi's waist.
