"Not bad, not bad. To think that even after your realm fell to the early stage of Tribulation Transcendence, you would still have such an extraordinary life-saving technique. But what use is that? Today, your soul will scatter and your spirit will disperse right here."
Yellow Springs Ghost Mother's voice was cold enough to pierce bone. Then she raised her right hand and made a chopping, thrusting motion forward.
A shrill sound of air being torn apart rang out.
A streak of pitch-black saber light emerged, its surface coiled with rings of electric arcs. Swift as wind and lightning, it howled toward the woman in black.
Yellow Springs Ghost Mother had grasped the timing to perfection. Under the woman in black's heavy injuries, for a brief while, she simply could not gather her magic power.
In other words, at that instant, she had not the slightest strength to protect herself. Though unwillingness filled her heart to the extreme, she could only close her eyes and await death.
"Aunt Ming!"
Yet just then, a delicate cry entered her ears. A fragrant wind followed, and at that thousand-jin-hanging-by-a-thread moment, Yue'er arrived at her side.
Her fair hand was like an orchid, and in her palm she held an Immortal Sword.
Her movements were as smooth as drifting clouds and flowing water, and a brilliant streak of saber light appeared with them.
Boom!
An earth-shaking explosion entered their ears as two streaks of saber light with completely different attributes slammed fiercely into each other in midair.
Heaven and earth changed color for it, yet Yellow Springs Ghost Mother was not angered. Instead, joy rose in her.
Her purpose on this trip was to take Yue'er's head. She had not expected that at the crucial moment, this little girl would throw herself onto the