Qin Yi sneered coldly, directly shooting out five streams of Purple Light, forming a strange pattern that was suddenly blazing with Purple Light, directly suppressing the golden glow.
"Come out."
Qin Yi reached out and yanked, using the five streams of Purple Light to pull out a strange golden pattern from the woman's chest, akin to ghostly scribbles.
The woman widened her eyes, though her cultivation was not weak, and she had experienced many upheavals, being quite knowledgeable, still she was stunned by Qin Yi's methods.
Qin Yi trapped the golden pattern with the Purple Light, a wicked smile curling at his lips, as he swiftly formed seals with one hand, streams of Purple Light surged from his palm, turning into strands that tightly wrapped around the golden pattern.
Qin Yi's five fingers slowly closed together, and the strands of purple silk began to tighten, causing noticeable cracks to appear on the golden pattern.
"Second Elder of the Sword Sect."
