Cui Yingxiu stood suspended in midair.
Her Green Rainbow Sword in her sleeve was constantly restless, wanting to slash out of the mountain gate, but in the end, she forcibly suppressed her rage.
Suddenly, another sword light landed beside her, revealing a Cultivator with white eyebrows, black hair, and an expressionless face.
"Greetings, Master."
Upon seeing it was the Heartless Sword—Luo Kongdong, Cui Yingxiu quickly bowed in salutation.
Even facing this desperate situation, Luo Kongdong remained indifferent, as though in his eyes, not only were other people's lives trivial, but even his own life mattered little.
At this moment, he merely asked, "Do you have any regrets?"
"Regrets?"
Cui Yingxiu gave a bitter smile, "When I exterminated demons and eliminated evil in the past, did I ever regret? I only resent myself for being useless, unable to share the burden of the disgrace suffered by our sect."
