"Pfft..."
A mouthful of bloody mist sprayed from Yue'er's mouth.
Although Baoshe had changed her move, she had not held back any strength in that palm strike.
And now, she was no longer what she had once been. The might of a single palm from her was more than even Lin Xuan could withstand, let alone Yue'er. The little girl's face turned as pale as gold paper, and she fainted on the spot.
Her body, too, was like a kite with its string cut, about to fly off into the distance, only for Baoshe to seize her in one hand.
She dangled her in her grip.
With a half-smile that was not quite a smile, she looked toward Lin Xuan.
At this moment, Lin Xuan also brought himself to a halt, his eyes seeming ready to spit fire as he stared at Baoshe.
"Looking at me with such hatred—what, is this your little lover?"
Baoshe's tone was full of mockery. The august True Devil Progenitor had actually stooped to threatening someone with a hostage.
"Let her go."
Lin Xuan gritted his teeth.
"Let her go? Idiot. A man who can't even protect his own woman—can he still be called a man? Hehe..."
At this point, Baoshe narrowed her eyes slightly. "Originally, I was still wondering how I should torture you. After all, you were the one who destroyed this Saint Ancestor's fleshly body. For such a crime, merely extracting your soul and refining your spirit would be far too cheap for you. But now, I suppose I've thought of a method..."
"What do you want to do?"
Lin Xuan was both shocked and furious.
"Don't look at me like that. Right now, you are the fish on the chopping block, and I am the knife. Prey should have the awareness