"Oh? Do you really think I have no way to deal with you?"
Ye Lin held his sword in his right hand while forming a sword finger with the two fingers of his left. His fingers slowly swept across the blade.
Wherever Ye Lin's fingers passed, streaks of golden light lit up along the sword blade.
At that moment, even the mysterious golden runes on the surface of the Emperor Sword lit up one after another, flickering in succession.
"Draw the sword—Returning Ruins Draw."
Ye Lin gave a soft snort.
In an instant, the chaotic power throughout Ye Lin's body was rapidly drawn away. The Emperor Sword in his hand trembled faintly as an incomparably terrifying aura spread around him.
"This is..."
In the distance, White Wind's brows rose slightly as his eyes immediately swept the surroundings.
At that moment, he actually felt a profound sense of terror.
That feeling was far too terrifying.
"Damn it, where is this feeling coming from?"
White Wind kept retreating. At that moment, he realized that this sense of terror was coming from the Wind Prison beneath his feet.
His instincts told him to leave the Wind Prison beneath him at once.
Otherwise, something bad would happen.
Just as White Wind was about to retreat, a trace of ominous foreboding suddenly rose within him.
"What do you think I was doing after staying in your Wind Prison for over a hundred breaths?"
"Your speed is too fast. I couldn't catch you, so I could only... play a dirty trick on you."
Ye Lin and White Wind stared at each other across the void.
The instant their gazes met, White Wind's heart jolted, and a wave of terror engulfed his entire body.
"Not good."
Only then did White Wind fully understand.
Earlier, Ye Lin had