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"Stop!"
Shen Lin let out a clear shout, brandished her sword, and leaped, chasing after one of the Sky Demon Sect stewards.
Xie Shiqing's pace slowed for a beat, and after a moment's hesitation, he decided not to pursue the other two fleeing stewards but turned his attention to the scattering Fourth Rank demon men. Like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, he charged forward and killed several in succession.
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Meanwhile, Shen Lin relentlessly pursued a steward, both of them speeding across the snowfield until their figures vanished into the vast expanse, soon entering a forested area.
Shen Lin had made a clear choice. She wasn't pursuing the strongest or the weakest among the three stewards but the one who was the slowest. She knew that no matter their strength, even if she caught up with them, she would have trouble defeating them quickly. Instead, by pursuing the slowest, as long as she could entangle him, the reinforcements from her Sect would arrive in time to kill him.
