Despite Fleur's body count, she had never thought to use conventional modern weapons, let alone use a chopper's rotors for decapitation.

After all, what respectable cultivator would come up with such ideas? There was no honor in it at all.

That was why it frustrated her all the more that her enemy simply refused to play by the rules. It could be guns one day and helicopters the next, and who knew when they would roll out the railguns.

And thus, Fleur began to feel genuine fear toward her mysterious foe deep in her heart.

However, Tarlon also had a point.

They had lost another base, but this was also an opportunity to turn the tables.

If they seized the opportunity to identify and eliminate their enemy, they could resolve this crisis once and for all. If they missed this opportunity, finding him again would be much more difficult.

After a moment of deliberation, she spoke, "Let's play this safe. Send all three elders, and I'm sure nothing will catch us by surprise. But it'd be