Flames

Her ten fingers flicked and danced lightly. Before her, a palm-sized miniature Storm Sphere spun.

She manipulated the lifelike little sphere to remotely control the enormous cyclone overhead. Spell light continuously bloomed across the surrounding sky, churning the black clouds. Bai Yujun kept her eyes closed, calmly strengthening the storm without even looking...

She floated two feet above the ground, her white hair flying wildly and veiling her lovely face.

Her long flood-dragon tail swayed gently and casually.

The Colored Treasure Pearl between her dragon horns pulsed with spiritual energy, assisting Bai Yujun in driving the wind, rain, and clouds. Her white robes snapped in the gale.

A faint glow made her a streak of white beneath the dim sky. No matter how fierce the battle became, she never raised her eyes. Her two delicate hands danced and fluttered with nimble grace, striving to compress the storm and increase its might.

Xu Ling stood closer in, blocking the stray attacks aimed at Bai Yujun. Most were intercepted by the sharper Yang Mu. Though Mu Duo possessed endless mysterious methods, she still lagged behind Yang Mu, whose experience fighting alongside Chunyang Palace at the fortress was far richer.

Several more zombies desperately tried to approach the storm zone...

"Stop them!"

Spiritual Energy Swords danced as a Taiji Eight Trigrams diagram flashed with light!

Yang Mu remained composed as he assisted his fellow disciples in forcing the zombies back!

The battlefield was far too chaotic and disorderly. A dark gray blast of deathly energy pierced through the defenses and flew toward Bai Yujun. Bai Yujun, like an immortal maiden descended into the mortal world, did not move. In the end, the deathly energy swept past her and struck the hillside, withering the grass and trees into death.

A single lapse in a