A transitional chapter. Everyone can let the chapters pile up for a while.
But Lin Feiyan was, after all, a Chessmaster Seven Pieces cultivator. How could she truly be captured by a mere group of mortal martial artists?
Once she came to her senses, the azure qi within her body surged with a roar.
Bang.
The specially forged refined-steel net shattered instantly.
Lin Feiyan straightened up, reached out to smooth her slightly disheveled azure Daoist robe, then looked helplessly at the crowd.
"I already told you, I'm really not some fiendish creature. I only came here by accident."
As soon as she finished speaking,
she no longer hesitated, nor did she wish to waste words on these overbearing, unreasonable natives. She completely released her qi.
The cultivation of a Chessmaster Seven Pieces cultivator poured forth without reservation over Chang'an, a city that had only just survived a great calamity.
Niu Ben bore the brunt of it.
The enormous black ox had still been holding half a stone pillar, his bull eyes wide as he prepared to smash it down at any moment.
But when that qi struck him, every muscle in his body suddenly stiffened.
The stone pillar slipped from his grasp and crashed heavily into the muddy water.
Niu Ben's face went pale. He staggered back several steps, his eyes filled with undisguised horror as he looked at Lin Feiyan.
Even if the spells this woman in green had used earlier were laughably crude, the pressure she now radiated was truly terrifying.
It felt as though she could casually squeeze him and turn him into an all-ox feast.
"Uh..."
Cui Yuan froze all over as well. Feeling the immense pressure, a wave of panic instantly rose in his heart.
Such a horrifying aura had long surpassed anything a