Three strands of white light returned into the light screen, drilling back into Chu Zhiyuan's sleeve.
Chu Zhiyuan's expression was solemn.
The other disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect shook their heads, feeling regretful.
Li Hongzhao said, "Are they watching from afar? They've seen through the illusion."
Dong Muyu said, "These demons are very cunning."
She turned to look at Chu Zhiyuan, "Junior Brother Chu, can you handle them?"
Chu Zhiyuan frowned and pondered.
"If this move doesn't work, they will come again," Dong Muyu said. "They will keep coming, annoying us to death."
"If things aren't going well with the elders, there's no need for them to do this," Chu Zhiyuan said. "If things are going smoothly, they won't dare to invade, right?... How are things with the elders?"
Li Hongzhao hurriedly said, "Is it a stalemate?"
Dong Muyu shook her head, "Such big matters are not for us to worry about."
