Ye Qingxian was hiding in the shadows.
She had already seen Junior Sister Xiaoyao stomp her foot in anger and chase after the figure ahead, disappearing in the direction it had gone.
In the scene,
Ye Xiaoyao used a spell to catch up.
Ye Qingxian's gaze was clouded. Wherever she looked, countless lines intertwined.
Among them were lines of karma, as well as the lifelines of countless people, tangled together in a messy web.
She hadn't unleashed all her power, because the fragile space nearby could collapse at any moment.
Ye Qingxian withdrew her Divine Abilities.
The next second, the young woman suddenly sensed something.
She took a step forward.
In an instant, she had left Blue Star.
Somewhere beyond the world,
there was a spatial layer between countless first-tier worlds.
Cultivators from higher worlds were subject to somewhat fewer restrictions there.
Yue Wuhua stood outside the first-tier world, with no desire to set foot inside. Looking at Ye Qingxian, who was trying her best to compress her aura, she spread her hands in an innocent gesture. "Playing house with your little junior sister again?"
She didn't want to take even a single step into that wretched place.
It was like trying to cram a two-meter-tall adult into a tiny room made of foam.
Every movement was restricted.
Ye Qingxian opened her mouth. She wanted to say that wasn't what she was doing, but, for some reason, she couldn't quite bring herself to.
She and Yue Wuhua were both powerful enough that the countless rules naturally radiating from them were, to the lower-world creatures, no less terrifying than a great calamity. The Dao patterns in even a single drop of their blood could easily destroy countless small worlds.
It was clear how much Ye Qingxian had compressed herself just so