Everyone was shocked to see Xiana, who had her sword pointed at Xu Long's neck. "What are you waiting for?" She arched her eyebrows at Yuan and continued, "Drop that sword, or else your Demon Lord be sealed."
"Xiana, you don't want to get hurt," Xu Long said as he tilted his gaze.
Xiana moved her sword an inch closer to Xu Long's neck and it cut his upper skin. He felt an excruciating pain, which he never experienced before. "This sword will suck your blood energy entirely. The more you delay passing the message to your minions to step away from the Fire Clan's leader and his wife, the faster it will drain your energy," Xiana pronounced and pushed the sword further in.
"I didn't expect you to be a cultivator, Xiana. You should not be doing this," Xu Long said.
