Xuan Yu had long anticipated this scene.
After all, Ye Lin's reputation preceded him—he had even frightened some of the Hundred Cities Alliance's prodigies into secluding themselves and refusing to emerge. With such fame, she simply did not believe Ye Lin would be stumped by a little trick of hers.
"Fellow Daoist, be careful. This move of mine once made Jian Unrivaled suffer."
Xuan Yu smiled faintly, bringing her hands together as peach blossoms continuously bloomed throughout the surrounding space.
Petal after petal, like blade after blade, swept toward Ye Lin.
And without him realizing it, Ye Lin's rhythm had already been completely seized by Xuan Yu.
Seeing the peach petals above his head, beneath his feet, and all around him, sealing him in without a single gap, a trace of appreciation flashed through Ye Lin's eyes.
This woman's methods differed from those of a rough man like him. Her techniques were like art itself, letting people die amid breathtaking beauty.
Ye Lin merely waited quietly. He wanted to see what would happen next.
"Bloom."
Xuan Yu spread her hands. In that instant, Ye Lin, standing at the very center, sensed an extreme danger.
Warnings blared incessantly in his heart.
Almost instantly, Ye Lin shrouded himself in a great sun. The next moment, an overwhelming pressure came from the surrounding space.
Countless peach blossoms went madly hurtling toward him.
Every single petal brimmed with boundless killing intent.
Outside, the peach blossoms suddenly exploded one after another. In the end, the phantom of an incomparably beautiful peach tree appeared in the air, while Ye Lin stood beneath it, looking slightly disheveled.
"Not bad."
Ye Lin took several steps away from the peach tree phantom and looked toward Xuan Yu in the distance.
Even he had been deceived just now.
At the