After they broke through the surface, Qin Wuli stayed close on Yi Yang's heels, giving him no time to catch his breath.
His one-armed figure charged across the water. He drew the blade from his back and slashed at Yi Yang's face, his sword carrying the Nine Evil Sect's distinctive dark-red hue.
Yi Yang could only turn sideways and bring Tiger Roar across to block.
Their True Astral Forces collided, shattering the dead log beneath their feet.
Yi Yang rode the impact eighteen meters backward. His feet landed on the water, and he released his True Astral Force to support himself, managing to stand steadily.
But Qin Wuli did not pursue him.
He hovered in midair, the dark-red membrane covering his severed arm writhing. Thumb-sized iron beads seeped out of the bloody membrane and floated around him.
There were twelve beads in all.
"You people from the Heaven Patrol Office really do haunt me like lingering ghosts."
Qin Wuli spoke through gritted teeth, his voice thick with hatred.
He had yet to avenge the arm that madwoman had severed during their last encounter, and now he had run into another one. There was nothing he could do about that woman.
But Qin Wuli resolved to kill this fellow from the Heaven Patrol Office today and vent the hatred in his heart.
He swept the sword in his left hand, sending all twelve iron beads shooting at Yi Yang from different angles.
Each bead was wrapped in densely condensed True Astral Force.
Yi Yang's pupils contracted at the sight of the twelve incoming beads.
They did not seem particularly fast, but their trajectories were bizarre. They came from ahead, behind, and both sides, sealing off every escape route.
Yi Yang could only hold Tiger Roar across his chest while activating the