Ye Bin had cultivated at the Lesser South Pole for several hundred years, gathering and refining vast quantities of Ice-Soul Divine Light. Much of it was incorporated into the protective immortal formation on her Golden Bell Island, and the Ice-Soul Divine Radiance Sword had been condensed from the finest of its essence.
Now she used the remaining Gods' light she carried to lay out a Formation. At first, Lin Han had relied on the Nanming Li Fire Sword to charge and thrust headlong. Though he seemed to have the upper hand, he lacked experience. She fought while retreating, using movement techniques and illusions to keep him occupied while secretly assembling her Formation bit by bit, until she trapped him inside instead.
Throwing dignity to the winds, Lin Han hurled several vicious curses, but colored light still surged around him. Above, below, and on every side, the five elements were reversed, all pressing toward the center. Only the countless rings of light produced by the Radiant Jade Ruler held the colored radiance apart, leaving him room.
His curses kindled Ye Bin's anger, though they were not the only reason. What truly infuriated her was that this brat had only just entered the Dao, yet she could not subdue him even after exhausting every means at her disposal. Yesterday, she had even lost the Ice-Soul Divine Radiance Sword she had nurtured and refined for centuries because of him. Burning with rage, she kept driving the divine radiance inward, intent on taking his life first.
They had fought for a long time without achieving victory. At last, Old Man Withered Bamboo could wait no longer in the sky.
Every last one of them was useless!
*Those three Emei Sect disciples belonged to the orthodox Mystic Sect. Though they had only recently entered the