"Congratulations on becoming a Saint, Fairy Rao."
"But at this moment, it might not be the time for you Ancient Swordsman to challenge each other. You have other important matters to attend to."
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew across, and a shadow descended. The voice was so calm that it did not seem human. There was no hint of any congratulatory tone in it, not even a speck of emotion.
"Number Two?" Rao Yaoyao looked up. In front of her was a 30-foot-tall giant dressed in sackcloth. He was incredibly burly.
"Why are you here?"
"Elder Yan and I are here on the orders of the Hallmaster to assist Fairy Rao to shut down the Abyss Island."
"I'm already a Demi-Saint!" Rao Yaoyao lifted her chin, and a look of pride appeared in her eyes. An Ancient Swordsman Demi-Saint differed totally from a Spiritual Cultivator Demi-Saint.
Number Two nodded. "I think I understand why Elder Yan and I needed to come here."
Rao Yaoyao's gaze turned cold.
