"Kill—this is bad."
Ye Lin slashed out with his sword, then suddenly realized something was wrong. When he turned around, he saw the three black-clad men appear behind Gu Ruyan in a flash. Their target was clearly Gu Ruyan.
"Damn it. Wu Wang, Xiaoyao, go!"
Ye Lin roared. Two streams of light emerged from within him, and two figures identical to himself appeared beside Gu Ruyan.
"Interesting. Time stop."
Delusion smiled faintly and pointed at the void. The three black-clad men around them froze briefly in midair, while Xiaoyao drew the green longsword at his waist and slashed at them.
For the moment, he forced the three black-clad men back.
"Damn it, what secret art is this? Such a bizarre secret art."
The black-clad man forced back by the sword stared at Delusion and Xiaoyao, his expression shifting uncertainly. Were these avatars? No, avatars could not be like this.
Could it be...
"You actually cultivate One Breath Becomes Three Purities?"
Suddenly, the black-clad man in the center seemed to think of something. He raised a finger at Ye Lin, his face filled with disbelief. Yet in the next moment, they retreated at extreme speed before finally vanishing.
Seeing the three leave, Ye Lin recalled Delusion and Xiaoyao into his body. At the same time, he frowned slightly. What had the black-clad man meant by those final words?
Since he could recognize One Breath Becomes Three Purities, why had his tone been so incredulous?
"You actually cultivate One Breath Becomes Three Purities?"
At this moment, Gu Ruyan put away the wooden zither before her and looked at Ye Lin.
"What's wrong? Why do all of you look so shocked whenever you hear One Breath Becomes Three Purities?"
Ye Lin frowned as he spoke, placing the Bloodthirsty Demon Sword into his Spatial