When exactly was this?
"Brother, you're so rude. Since that's the case, let Xue Yun teach you a proper lesson."
Standing behind Ye Lin, Xue Yun held a snow-white whip in her hand. She immediately lashed it at him. The whip moved so fast it nearly shattered the space behind Ye Lin.
Caught off guard, Ye Lin was sent flying by the lash.
"Brother, Xue Yun is coming."
Feeling the burning pain across his back, Ye Lin hurriedly steadied himself and threw a punch at Xue Yun.
The golden fist imprint passed straight through Xue Yun's body and slammed viciously into the ground, blasting out a massive crater.
"Another projection, or perhaps an incarnation. When exactly is she? Could everything around me be an illusion?"
Ye Lin furrowed his brows deeply. This woman was far too troublesome—the most difficult opponent he had ever encountered. From beginning to end, he had not even found her true body.
"Hehehe, is Brother looking for Xue Yun? Xue Yun is right behind you."
The moment Xue Yun's voice came from behind Ye Lin, before he could react, a whip had already lashed across his back. His body flew backward like a kite with its string cut.
His entire body crashed viciously into the distant ground.
In barely a minute, two horrifying wounds had appeared on Ye Lin's back.
"This girl has a special physique. It should be the Void Spirit Body. This is going to be a little tricky."
At that moment, the voice of the Devouring Heaven Demonic Jar entered Ye Lin's ears. Its tone was somewhat grave, clearly acknowledging Xue Yun's strength.
"Hello, Brother."
Ye Lin looked up to see three Xue Yuns standing in the sky. Each held a long whip and looked down at him with smiling faces.
Ye Lin