The instant everything in all directions turned white, the "Feng Qingyue" before Ye Zhen went pale and began coughing violently in terror, trying to vomit out the wine she had swallowed.
Ye Zhen lightly sank on one foot, a trace of disdain immediately surfacing at the corner of his mouth. Then, like an eagle snatching a chick, he seized the back of the fake "Feng Qingyue's" neck and lifted her into the air.
With a slight release of spiritual power, Ye Zhen stopped "Feng Qingyue" from forcing herself to vomit. Almost at the same moment, the impostor Feng Qingyue ceased all struggle.
Her entire body drooped like a limp noodle.
Ye Zhen himself was an expert in disguise. Seeing this, he gently poured a wave of mild spiritual power into the fake Feng Qingyue's crown. In an instant, it trembled lightly within her body countless times.
This technique was the most effective way to break through alterations to appearance and physique made by martial artists through spiritual power!
As though she had shed her bones and been reborn, an entirely different female martial artist appeared before Ye Zhen.
She was half a foot shorter, and her face had changed drastically into an oval shape. Aside from her hairstyle, she no longer bore the slightest resemblance to Feng Qingyue.
Still, judging by her original appearance and figure, this impostor was also considered a beauty.
"After plotting so meticulously, sending a disguise expert, and even using poisoned wine, you actually intended to capture me alive..."
Upon reaching this conclusion, Ye Zhen's expression suddenly turned grave.
There was no other reason. It was clear that today's ambush had been planned with excessive precision.
The fake Feng Qingyue had shown no flaw in her appearance that Ye Zhen could detect, and they had even