The smile vanished from Song Wen's face in an instant. He stared at the rapidly approaching green light, his pupils contracting sharply.
Song Wen was no stranger to that green light.
-Su Wei!
The green light was an attack unleashed by Su Wei's treasured tree.
With no time to think, Song Wen beat the wings on his back, sending thick streams of purple lightning surging through the air.
Boom-
The green light collided with the purple lightning, and the difference in their strength became clear at once.
The latter was forcibly torn apart, scattering into countless tiny sparks of lightning across the sky.
Song Wen's expression turned grave. He poured his magical power frantically into the Thunder Kui Wings, which fired an unending torrent of purple lightning.
Under Song Wen's all-out assault, the green light, several dozen feet across, gradually began to shrink before finally dissipating completely.
"Extreme Yin."
Su Wei's voice came from afar, calm and composed.
"They say that after three days apart, one must look at a man with fresh eyes. We haven't met in just over twenty years, yet you've already reached Tribulation Transcendence."
Song Wen narrowed his eyes, his piercing gaze fixed on Su Wei as she approached at an unhurried pace.
The last time he had dealt with Ming Yuan, Su Wei had joined forces with Qingxuanzi, playing the oriole waiting behind the mantis as it stalked the cicada.
Now, the situation was almost exactly the same.
This woman really haunts me like a lingering ghost. I run into her wherever I go.
How did she track me here?
Could it be... that she's in league with the Myriad Corpses Ancestor?
But judging by everything the Myriad Corpses Ancestor did earlier, that doesn't seem likely.
Then there's only one possibility:
*Aside from misjudging my