The Three-Legged Golden Crow let out a clear, soaring cry and flew forward, carrying an unstoppable blaze.
The Sword Qi formed from frigid air was smashed apart directly by the Three-Legged Golden Crow, vaporizing in an instant.
Meanwhile, the Three-Legged Golden Crow barreled straight toward Han Bingruo.
"Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! What kind of flame is this?"
Witnessing this scene, Han Bingruo's eyes flashed with disbelief. Just what was the origin of these flames?
They could actually restrain her Nine Nether Frost Qi.
One had to know that her Nine Nether Frost Qi was no ordinary thing. It was something capable of freezing even laws.
Any ordinary sixth-layer Golden Immortal cultivator who came into contact with it would undoubtedly die, while even seventh-layer Golden Immortal cultivators avoided it like the plague.
Yet today, her Nine Nether Frost Qi had been completely restrained by this bizarre flame.
This was utterly impossible.
While Han Bingruo was still reeling in shock, the Three-Legged Golden Crow had already arrived before her.
Feeling the scorching aura emanating from the Three-Legged Golden Crow, she retreated again and again.
Her current status relied entirely on her Nine Nether Frost Qi. Without it, she was nothing.
Now that the Nine Nether Frost Qi had been completely restrained, she no longer had any means of dealing with Ye Lin. All she wanted was to turn and flee—flee as far away as possible.
Naturally, the Three-Legged Golden Crow would not let Han Bingruo go. It transformed directly into a streak of light and pounced onto her body.
By then, Ye Lin had already arrived in front of Han Bingruo.
"Remember this: in your next life, don't run your mouth."
"Then remember this too: you probably won't have a next life."
Ye Lin said coldly. He then slowly raised the