"True Monarch, please spare this man under your blade," the Guanghan Fairy arrived on a cloud, and seeing such a scene, she urgently cried out.
Ye Xuan grimaced as Yang Jian temporarily stayed his killing intent. With a sweep of his hand through the air, a terrifying Immortal Light spread out, instantly drawing Ye Xuan toward him.
"Ugh!"
A muffled grunt came from Ye Xuan's mouth as Yang Jian grabbed him by the neck, lifting him into the air as one would a chicken, his fingers slowly tightening as if he would twist Ye Xuan's neck and snuff out his life at any moment.
At that instant!
The Group of Immortals and the Jade Emperor gracefully arrived, and as they witnessed this scene, each of their expressions was different, but the looks they gave Ye Xuan were as if they were looking at a dead man.
"True Monarch, I once owed this Daoist a favor, I plead with the True Monarch to spare his life," the Guanghan Fairy said, curtsying with a pleading tone in her voice.
