Seeing Lin Bai charging over with his sword, Li Siyuan had learned her lesson this time and did not overestimate herself.
She first tossed several defensive treasures out of her Storage Bag. Only after they transformed into several layers of defensive light screens before her did she look toward Lin Bai, her gaze turning sinister.
Suddenly.
Waves of black mist surged from Li Siyuan's body, gradually shrouding her within.
"Break!"
Lin Bai had no intention of entering that black mist to play hide-and-seek with Li Siyuan. He swung his sword down halfway there, and a brilliant sword ray tore across the sky, as though it could cleave the void apart!
The sword ray descended, splitting the black mist in two before it rapidly dispersed.
At the same time, it allowed Lin Bai to find Li Siyuan's whereabouts once more.
Li Siyuan's expression did not change. As her cultivation technique circulated, the two separated masses of black mist suddenly transformed into countless sharp black spikes that shot straight toward Lin Bai.
"Hmph." Lin Bai let out a cold laugh.
"Drop dead!"
"Roar!"
"A phantom?" Lin Bai looked at the phantom in surprise.
The eleven Grand Purity Dao Fruit Realm martial artists rapidly retreated while taking large numbers of defensive treasures out of Li Siyuan's Storage Bag. They transformed them into layer upon layer of light screens and made every possible preparation.
Lin Bai was not the only one who felt this way. The other eleven Grand Purity Dao Fruit Realm martial artists maintaining the barrier formation felt the same thing.
"That punch isn't aimed at Prince Qin alone. We're caught in it too."
"Roar!" The moment the Fiend God phantom appeared, it spread both arms in a posture as though lifting up the vault of heaven. As the Fiend God roared