Lin Xuan turned his head in some surprise and saw Qin Yan within a pale-yellow barrier of light.
It was a coincidence of fate as well. Just now, to dodge a strike from the Bone Demon, she had drawn back in retreat and happened to crash into a broken wall of ruined masonry.
Shattered stones fell like rain, but as a Nascent Soul Middle Stage cultivator, and with the Nine Heavens Spirit Shield activated, she naturally came to no harm.
Yet the affairs of the world were ever-changing. Though cultivators could ride clouds and drive mist, they did not possess the divine ability to foresee the future. Who could have imagined that behind those shattered stones, there was actually a restrictive formation?
And Qin Yan's collision had happened to trigger it.
A pale-yellow barrier of light rose out of thin air, trapping Qin Yan inside.
Although she had been startled at first, she was not afraid. With a sweep of her jade hand, the Nine Heavens Ice-Fire Silk had already flown out and slammed fiercely into that curtain of light.
Do not be fooled by how soft and boneless this treasure looked; its power far surpassed that of ordinary immortal swords.
Unlike Lin Xuan, although Qin Yan also cultivated the Nine Heavens Profound Art, she was not as greedy for variety as he was, gathering all kinds of rare treasures.
Everyone had their own temperament. Qin Yan did not like to divide her attention. Ever since she had refined the Nine Heavens Ice-Fire Silk, she had devoted herself wholeheartedly to tempering this treasure.
It had almost reached the point where it moved exactly as she wished. Though her cultivation realm was lower than Lin Xuan's, if the difference in their magical power was not considered, the might of the Nine