This control was absolute.
Aside from retaining her consciousness, Ye Furong could not move her body at all; even her blood could not flow. Only at the instant the space was released did Ye Furong's blood spray out.
From this, it was clear that this was indeed a spatial technique.
At the thought of space, Ye Furong recalled Yang Chen, the man she had longed for day and night.
Ever since Yang Chen had saved their Goddess Clan, it was not just her alone—perhaps everyone in their Goddess Clan's team had been thinking of that powerful being.
The Goddess Clan was all the more proactive toward those who were stronger, and all the more inclined to attach themselves to them.
To them, only powerful people could tame them.
They had not known what kind of divine, unfathomable technique Yang Chen had used back then, but after Yang Chen's battle with Luo Hen, everyone had learned of it.
Space-time Dao Intent.
So now, whenever she saw space, she thought of Yang Chen.
What am I thinking? Yang Chen should have gone to the Frost Mountain Range for a mission. The direction we are heading and the Frost Mountain Range are one south and one north—how could he possibly be here? Yu Menghen secretly mocked herself.
Now that Ye Furong's fury had erupted, there was nothing she could do but let it go. As her eyes turned, they happened to meet Yang Chen's.
Seeing Yang Chen looking at her, Ye Furong snapped, "What are you looking at? If I hadn't personally dealt with those bandits, with your strength, you would have been killed long ago."
Yang Chen paid her no heed. He merely shrugged and remained silent.
"Alright, let's set off." Seeing his own sister beaten, Ye Nanfeng was in an extremely