Indeed, it was a grave calamity.
Wounded and with his right hand gripping a sword, Cailin the Great pressed the tip against Li Ping'an's throat. With just a slight push, Li Ping'an's blood would have spattered on the spot.
A faint green light flickered around Li Ping'an, firmly blocking Cailin the Great's longsword.
He frowned as he looked at the Snake Demon, remaining silent.
"Cailin!"
Mo Linyuan stomped his foot in anger beside them and cursed, "Aren't you even listening to me now!"
Cailin the Great's eyes were filled with a mix of sadness and indignation, "Senior, you told me to kill him!"
"Why would you kill him!"
"He is the illegitimate son of the Yellow Emperor!"
"No, his father is Li Dazhi, a Great Fate Holder of the Human Race! He is the one you were trying to capture before!"
"I don't believe it!"
Cailin the Great exclaimed angrily: