The sudden turn of events took everyone by surprise.
This moment was so fleeting that time itself seemed to freeze in this tiny sliver of existence.
The autumn wind sighed.
Even the Ginkgo Tree stopped swaying.
A lone leaf drifted through the sky.
The Thirteenth Elder and the Fifteenth Elder exchanged a glance.
Two elders of the Transcendence Realm possessed invincible power in every movement.
A mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Yangyang's small, frail body stood no chance of resisting them.
She didn't even see what happened before a tremendous force sent her flying.
The gazes of countless powerful figures converged on a small courtyard.
Yangyang was blasted to one side, rolling several times across the ground.
She was far too delicate.
No matter how extraordinary her talent was, right now she was still just a baby barely over a year old.
"Wah!"
Yangyang spat out a mouthful of blood.
It hurt so much. It felt as if her chest had split open.
She had never experienced such pain in her life.
It felt as though every bone in her body had been broken.
She couldn't get back up; even moving took all her strength.
That was exactly what the two Ye Family elders wanted.
Yangyang was a descendant of the Ye Family, and she kept jumping in their way. Going around her would only cause more trouble, so they might as well knock her out in one blow. Then they could carry her off along with the others.
The two elders had reached that understanding in an instant.
Yangyang wasn't in any immediate danger, but she was losing the ability to move.
She was too small and weak.
Too weak even to make out what was happening on the battlefield.
Before true powerhouses, she was like a blind