A hint of joy flashed across Yin Yanan’s eyes as she grabbed the soul crystal. She nodded at Nie Tian before turning back and dashing towards the meteor where the Frost Blood Python was.

Blood dripped from her body as she did, filling the air with a strangely sweet smell.

She had also been seriously wounded by Xing Beichen’s sword lights, and had yet to stop those wounds from bleeding.

Qiao Yunxi snorted disdainfully and said, “Why did you give her a soul crystal? Don’t tell me that you like her? Don’t forget that she asked to join Xing Beichen in killing you as soon as she saw the unfavorable situation we were in.”

“I only did that because we need her to recover as soon as possible,” said Nie Tian.

Now that Xing Beichen had turned on them, the three of them had to rely on each other. No one knew whether the people from the Bliss Mountain Sect would come back for them, or when Xing Beichen would recover from his injuries and come for them again.

Besides, it was also possible that outsiders would find the divine flame seals and track them to their...