The two of them barely exchanged a few words before they rolled up their sleeves and started yanking each other's hair.
As they tore at each other, they kept cursing and snapping back and forth.
"You little blondie, I only slipped up for a moment and let you take advantage. When I get home, I'll make A Bei dump you!"
"You stinking snake-player, the bad guy said he was only fooling around with you. If you want him to leave me, dream on!"
"Bullshit! A Bei loves researching new Nightglow Spirit Bones with me the most!"
"Nonsense! What he loves most is going up to Ice God Hall with me to study dolphin-note singing!"
"Ah! I'll tear your mouth off!"
"Hmph, you think a mere Soul Emperor is a match for this Soul Saint? I'm telling you, the bad guy saved the best Immortal Herb for me. Don't you understand what that means?"
"You, you—"
Looking at the massive Asura field before him, Ning Bei shuddered all over and hurriedly shook his head, dispelling the terrifying scene.
When he looked at Ye Yinzhu in the distance again, his gaze had turned dangerous.
"That really was terrifying enough!"
The instant Ning Bei felt that dreadful illusion, Little Cat behind him also seized the opportunity and charged up.
"Third Spirit Skill: Nether Slash."
A half-moon-shaped purple-black slash shot straight toward Ning Bei's back. For some reason, Little Cat made a last-second decision and subconsciously avoided his vitals.
As if he had eyes on his back, Ning Bei released a Soul Power barrier and blocked the slash, then smiled toward the space in front of him.
It turned out the attack from behind had only been a feint from a clone. The real one had already arrived in front of Ning Bei.
He