In the damp cave, Huanji watched the three people walking in.
With a cold smile on her lips, her gaze fixed on Zhao Jiaqi.
Since she possessed the memories of Ni Chang, she naturally recognized who she was.
"Little Taoist, it's been several days, and you've grown quite formidable, even freely entering and leaving my illusion. I really underestimated you,"
"This illusion is really too weak, not even one-tenth as strong as the Ancient Array."
Zhao Jiaqi kept a cold face as she looked at Huanji.
"So what if it's weak, I've lived for over a thousand years. Do you really think with your infantile powers you can do anything to me?"
Huanji looked at Zhao Jiaqi with a mocking smile.
She had her own skills well accounted for.
"How will you know if this 'infantile' Daoist magic can deal with you if you don't give it a try?"
Zhao Jiaqi didn't waste her breath speaking, since she couldn't move anyway.
So she and Xu Zhi Rou directly went forward and began stripping off her clothes.
