The two sides in this chase were clearly both high-level cultivators, their fleeing lights extraordinarily swift. One moment they had still been at the edge of the sky; after that Startling Rainbow flashed a few times, the faces within the lights could already be seen clearly.
Flying in front was a tall, slender young woman with an extremely delicate face. Yet her lovely features were filled with panic and urgency—it was actually Lin Yujiao.
A hundred years had passed, and her cultivation had also advanced by one level compared with before, reaching the middle stage of the Dongxuan Realm. It seemed that over this past century, she must have had some other fortuitous encounter; otherwise, advancing for a Dongxuan Realm cultivator was by no means so easy.
Facing fireballs and light pillars that covered the sky and blotted out the earth, she waved both hands and used some unknown secret art. In an instant, her fleeing light actually increased by more than double, letting her dodge the opponent's bombardment and turn danger into safety with ease.
Yet just then, a sudden change occurred. Several zhang above her head, spatial fluctuations spread out, and then a bracelet-shaped dharma treasure emerged.
Of course, this treasure's size had expanded by more than several dozen times, far beyond what an ordinary bracelet could compare to.
Then a murky gray pillar of light shot out from it. Lin Yujiao had no time to dodge and was enveloped by the pillar in one go. She abruptly felt her body sink, and her movements unconsciously slowed by more than half.
When experts crossed blows, victory was fought over by the smallest hair's breadth. Seizing this opening, the black light and dark qi behind her caught up, one in front and one behind, blocking Lin Yujiao in the