Space twisted, and her vision shifted. She was still in the same Battle Arena as last time, where Bai Lan's figure gradually emerged.
This time, she did not hide. Instead, she brought out her flying artifact.
It was a Spiritual Artifact that looked like a feather, exquisitely beautiful. Standing atop it, Bai Lan shot into the sky.
The Battle Arena spanned more than ten miles. It was neither particularly large nor particularly small. If they were both on the ground, finding each other would take some effort, but from the air, it became much easier.
"Lu Yiye..." Bai Lan had wanted to shout that brute's name loudly, to show that she was absolutely not afraid of him, but when the words reached her lips, her voice inexplicably weakened. It was as though those three words alone could remind her of the deeply buried shadow in her heart.
As her words fell, a streak of light rose into the sky from somewhere below.
Bai Lan was startled and hurriedly activated the power of her earrings. A powerful protective barrier enveloped her, giving her a slight sense of security.
Lu Ye did not attack her. Instead, he hovered thirty zhang away, one hand resting on his saber hilt as he calmly watched her.
When this woman named Bai Lan had accepted his challenge this time, he understood that his plan had probably succeeded. She should have prepared twenty portions of Core Fire. Otherwise, she would never have accepted the challenge.
It had gone very smoothly!
Originally, if things had not gone well with Bai Lan, he had planned to drive her off the Spirit Stream Rankings before finding someone else.
There were so many Myriad Demon Ridge Cultivators on the Spirit Stream Rankings. There would always be one or two heroes who