The deep blue Han robe fluttered in the wind of the punch.
"You're not Lin Qiye." Jialan gripped the black fist, staring into Lin Qiye's eyes as she said seriously, "Who are you?"
Lin Qiye frowned and reached into the void. A snow-white long blade was summoned into his palm!
Zhanbai swept forward lightly. Its snowy edge sliced through the air with a crisp ring, heading straight for Jialan's neck!
Jialan stood silently where she was, looking into Lin Qiye's eyes without moving.
Just as the blade was about to touch her skin, the muscles in Lin Qiye's arm tensed, forcibly stopping the blade in midair. His body began to tremble violently.
Surprise appeared in his eyes.
"This is..." he murmured.
Then, a faint golden radiance rose within his eyes. Like a newly lit bonfire, it burned brighter and brighter as surging Seraphim Divine Might burst forth!
Lin Qiye's eyes blazed like golden furnaces, and his expression shifted again and again—calm one moment, furious the next, then bewildered...
"Get out... of my body."
He growled in a low voice.
Boom—!!
A powerful aura erupted from him!
A white phantom was blasted out of his body. It hung in the air for a moment, then suddenly turned and rushed toward Baili Pangpang at high speed!
Jialan swiftly took the bow from her back, aimed in front of Baili Pangpang, and fired an arrow!
Whoosh—!
The feathered arrow and the White Shadow nearly reached Baili Pangpang at the same time. The arrowhead touched the White Shadow's body without encountering the slightest resistance, passing straight through as though it had struck nothing at all.
Jialan froze in place.
Beside them, An Qingyu, who had been continuously using The Only Correct Answer to analyze the White Shadow, suddenly spoke:
"She has no body. She's