Wu Xueting gently patted her sister's shoulder in comfort.
She thought to herself.
With the nature of Senior Brother Shen, after the magical combat, even if the Jile Devil Venerable survived, he would be severely hurt.
He definitely would not let the tiger return to the mountain, causing future troubles.
It must be said, after observing in secret all these years, Wu Xueting had some understanding of Shen Xuan.
The magical combat between Shen Xuan and the Jile Devil Venerable had unknowingly lasted for an hour.
The sky darkened, swords flashed, and the earth shook with thunderous sounds, a truly terrifying momentum.
The battle was at its fiercest.
Suddenly, the Jile Devil Venerable's body froze.
The aura around him suddenly weakened.
"Not good, the effects of the Demon Spirit Pill are about to wear off!"
The Jile Devil Venerable was shocked, looking across at his opponent.
Shen Xuan remained unperturbed, calm and collected.
