Two Jiuli experts pursuing Yang Ning were stopped before the great river.
One of them sat cross-legged on the ground, his face furious as he chanted an intricate, obscure spell. Strange purple energy suddenly surged around him as he glared viciously at Bai Yujun...
The colors of Southern Wasteland witchcraft energy came in many varieties. Purple-black had nothing to do with the demonic sects, though there were also people in the Southern Wasteland who cultivated demonic arts and wrought havoc.
Yang Ning settled his wife on the opposite bank, then turned back with his spear in hand.
Bai Yujun controlled two savage water serpents to block the spells cast by the two men. Before the attacks even collided, the energy within them sent birds and beasts crying out as they fled the battlefield.
The spells collided, and the two water serpents exploded into droplets that filled the sky. The water refracted the sunlight, creating a rainbow overhead.
Even while facing two experts of the same level alone, Bai Yujun still had time to turn around.
"Old Yang~ Looks like life hasn't been treating you too well~"
The woman on the shore suddenly no longer seemed to be in pain. She looked at Bai Yujun, then at Yang Ning. She had no idea when her husband had gained a barbarian girl from the Southern Wasteland as a confidante.
Yang Ning was baffled. The girl felt strangely familiar, yet he could not remember having any acquaintance in the Southern Wasteland. Unable to figure it out, he set the matter aside. Driving back the two Jiuli experts was the priority.
Spiritual energy flowed across his spear, its spear-light flickering as he stepped forward and shattered a spell aimed at Bai Yujun. Free of all reservations, he became the peerless spearman Yang Ning once