His gaze raked across Ling Feiyan's face like a knife.
"A tempering agent who has cultivated an utterly pure sword art, possesses formidable spiritual strength, and is... obedient enough."
"Before you, I searched for many people. Unfortunately, they were either not pure enough, not strong enough, or... not clever enough."
"Then I met you, Fairy Ling."
Ling Feiyan's mind buzzed, and everything went blank.
So that was it.
So this was her true "value."
She wasn't a key or a stone used to test the way ahead.
She was... a sacrifice!
A living sacrifice Han Wuji intended to use to temper the conflict between the power of the immortal Dao and the sinister force within him!
"Don't even think about it!" Ling Feiyan's voice was hoarse, her eyes filled with resolve to die fighting.
Autumn Water Sword let out a mournful cry, and its radiance blazed!
She would rather die than become this demon's stepping stone!
"Heh. You don't get a choice."
Han Wuji shook his head, seemingly amused by her resistance.
He raised a hand and snapped his fingers.
Hum!
The ground beneath Ling Feiyan, across the enormous formation diagram, suddenly lit up with countless silver lines!
Silver chains shot out of the diagram with a howl. Like venomous snakes come to life, they instantly wrapped around Ling Feiyan's limbs and body, binding her firmly in place.
The instant the chains touched her, the true essence within her was completely sealed. She couldn't summon even a trace of it!
"This is... the Immortal Binding Array?!" Ling Feiyan stared at the chains around her in disbelief.
This was a terrifying formation from ancient legend, one said to be capable of binding even immortals! He could use this too?!
"I told you. In here, I make the rules."
Han Wuji slowly