Of course, Ye Jiuyou is not an ordinary Imperial Realm Third Layer...
She let the Sword Qi penetrate her lower abdomen, yet her jade-like hand was already pressing against Han Wubing's forehead. Perhaps this strike would injure her, but as long as she could touch the Heavenly Spirit, this White Tiger would become her Corpse Puppet. It was worth it.
However, at the same time, a misty purple Qi arose between her and Han Wubing. The sword stabbed into layers of obstruction, as if there were endless rivers and mountains ahead, impossible to pierce through. Ye Jiuyou's palm too fell upon cotton, the force of life and death permeated into the boundless earth, invisible and without a trace.
A stunning figure appeared next to the two, calmly saying, "You deliberately trapped me and Changhe in the Jiuyou Abyss just to make him miss this battle... But, unfortunately, Changhe was aware from start to finish."
Piaomiao.
