Intense energy collisions stirred thousands of layers of Qi waves, shaking the surrounding ancient trees to tremble as fallen leaves fluttered.
The two goddesses of the Angel and Light wore calm expressions, the holy swords and scepters in their hands reflecting each other. Their sacred radiance wove into an airtight net, trapping Piaomiao, who attempted to break through from the flank, firmly in place.
Four against three, whether in numbers or momentum, Lie Yan's side suffered all-around suppression.
The deafening roar and slaughtering sounds behind him did not affect Bai Qinchen; he simply pinned Baihe against a nearby ancient tree like this.
Bai Qinchen braced one hand against the tree trunk, trapping Baihe firmly between himself and the ancient tree.
That pure white high-necked formal dress was already designed extremely boldly, and now that she was forcibly pressed against the tree, it highlighted her breathtakingly graceful curves even more.
Bai Qinchen lowered his head slightly, his gaze scanning and appreciating her exquisitely flawless face unbridled.
"Tsk tsk, you truly live up to the wife of the Heavenly Emperor..." Bai Qinchen praised from the bottom of his heart, saying, "Just look at this little face. Even when scared to such a state, she is still so beautiful that people cannot tear their eyes away. Truly, a pitiable sight to behold."
Baihe was forced to tilt her head back, Bai Qinchen's face reflecting dangerously close in her beautiful eyes as her pupils contracted violently.
"You... What do you want to do?" Baihe's voice was tainted with obvious crying tones and terror, her hands pressed against Bai Qinchen's solid chest in an attempt to push him away.
Yet now that her Divine Power was sealed, this shred of strength was soft and powerless, entirely unable to shake the other party by the slightest