"Understood,"
Zhan Beiye signified that he had understood—whatever the color, as long as it could save Xiang Qiyan, he had to procure it.
Looking up, he glanced at Su Tang who was directing the guards to slay demonic beasts. Observing the beasts fall swiftly to the ground, he walked over, and the two began to whisper among themselves.
An Jiuyue nodded, then raised her eyes to look at the demonic beasts being besieged.
As she raised her hand, the whip in her grip lashed out toward the demonic beasts. A crisp 'snap' resounded, and a powerful surge of demonic energy swept through the beasts.
In the next moment, those beasts that had been relentlessly attacking them suddenly scattered like birds and beasts, not a single one daring to remain.
The guards: "..."
Were they just here to add to the numbers? Just one whip and the demonic beasts fled; what use were they then? Was this some kind of joke?
