The people from the Lian Sect numbered a dozen.
There were eight people lifting the bridge, one Lian Shao on the bridge, along with four protectors at their positions.
Lian Shao merely sat on the bridge, possessing the strength of a Mid-Stage Eighth-Order Martial Immortal. She didn't need to lift a finger; just the release of her might was enough to render Ruyan and the other two motionless.
A cross-level battle was inherently unfair.
Lian Shao didn't speak either, holding a string of jade beads, which she rotated bead by bead in her hand.
The pressure that immobilized Ruyan didn't mean she would be passively oppressed.
Since the other party didn't speak, she wasn't sure what kind of trick Lian Shao was playing, and could only wait in silence for further developments.
Lian Shao sat on the bridge, her bright eyes watching the battle between Luo Shunchen, Yue Ruhuo, and Gua Wenquan with a leisurely demeanor, not intervening for quite some time.
