Luo Bingxin had somehow secured a certain degree of command over the Four Corpse Kings. If they wanted to limit the Four Corpse Kings' combat power, capturing Luo Bingxin would be a better choice.
Lin Yi keenly noticed that Luo Bingxin's attention was focused on the clone being harassed by Han Ba. Launching a sneak attack now had a high chance of succeeding.
Once he seriously wounded her, capturing her would become much easier.
With Lin Yi's current strength, he had a great chance of winning even in a head-on battle against Luo Bingxin, let alone launching a sneak attack from the shadows.
Lin Yi's clones were fighting in different places, and not only Luo Bingxin, but also the experts brought by the Eastern War God, could observe this.
Seeing so many Lin Yis darting across the battlefield, not only Luo Bingxin, but the Eastern War God and his subordinates as well believed that the ones moving about so openly were all Lin Yi's clones.
This caused Luo Bingxin to focus even more of her attention on the Lin Yi Han Ba was dealing with.
Luo Bingxin knew Han Ba's strength and knew even better that she was intelligent. Therefore, she trusted Han Ba's judgment completely. Believing that her whereabouts would not be exposed, she watched Lin Yi with utter concentration, without even blinking.
Not only Luo Bingxin—even Old Xuan was the same.
Just as Luo Bingxin and Old Xuan were anticipating Han Ba successfully killing Lin Yi and seizing the Divine River Ode from his hands, an unsettling chill touched Luo Bingxin's fair, slender neck.
"You really were watching very intently."
"Though I didn't want to win against you this way, this is still the simplest and most effective method. How is it? Recall the Four Corpse Kings. I'll