The scene was dead silent. Ever since Shen Bai's Blood Red Sword Qi pierced the multi-colored sphere, the onlookers felt a chill down their spines. If they faced Shen Bai's Sword Qi, could they defeat it in one strike? They didn't dare to think about it.
Beichen's hand, hidden within his sleeve, clenched slightly as a hint of disappointment flashed through his eyes. "He still lost," he thought. He had originally hoped Jinghai could defeat Shen Bai, or at least force him to use other abilities so he could get a clear look. Yet it was still just Sword Qi. Relying solely on this Sword Qi, Jinghai was defeated.
"Ultimately, I'm going to have to use the Pure Moon Heart-Cleansing Spell," Beichen concluded inwardly.
Yuan Ya's expression remained indifferent, like a placid lake. "Beichen is in trouble," a thought surfaced in her mind. The more strength Shen Bai displayed, the weaker she felt Beichen's chances of winning became. Looking at it now, those odds were even slimmer.
