"Damn it, this can't go on. If I can't find a way to escape, I'm dead for sure!"
While Lin Feng and the others were busy outside the spatial node, above a forest somewhere else, the woman in white held her last talisman. Her delicate nose panted continuously, and her autumn-water eyes were filled with gravity and a trace of despair.
Nearly all the methods at her disposal had been exhausted, but there were simply too many enemies. Today, she feared...
"No, I can't give in to despair yet."
However, the woman in white quickly shook her head, wiping a streak of blood from the corner of her soft lips. Her gaze toward the front gradually turned solemn.
Unlike her, though, the woman in purple across from her appeared far more composed, her breathing not the least bit disordered.
The women in tight outfits beside her, on the other hand, were all breathing heavily, and their purple outfits had been somewhat torn.
Some of them even had wounds that continued to bleed.
Clearly, those injuries had been inflicted by the resistance of the woman named Liu Jin.
"Liu Jin, I'd like to see just how many defensive tricks you still have left!"
The woman in purple swept her gaze over her subordinates, then ordered, "Go. Capture her."
"Whoosh!"
The instant the order was given, the women in tight outfits gripped their circular blades and charged at the woman in white.
At the same time, the ten slender jade fingers of the woman in purple moved slightly, firing out countless fine threads that were nearly impossible to see.
"Hmph, Kong Ling, you witch! Even if I self-destruct, I won't let you succeed!"
Seeing the several women in tight outfits charging toward her along with the threads filling the sky, the woman