Yuan Yun acted as though she had not heard the words of the graceful woman in purple gauze. With a flick of her jade wrist, the tip of the long whip, which had been pressed down into the clouds beneath the other woman's foot, suddenly rose like a spiritual serpent.
At the very tip of the whip, what had seemed like a blooming flower petal suddenly split into five, wrapping toward the graceful woman in purple gauze above.
Clang, clang, clang...
Rows of silver barbed spikes shot out densely from the five whip tips in an instant, ringing with metallic chimes and radiating piercing chill!
Compared to those savage silver barbs, the graceful woman in purple gauze's snow-white skin, delicate enough to break at a breath, seemed as though it could turn her into a bloody, mangled corpse in an instant.
Yet the hem of the graceful woman in purple gauze's dress abruptly lengthened. In that moment, the lower half of the woman suspended in the air seemed to have suddenly dropped a purple waterfall.
The gauze dress, which a light breeze could have blown over, became heavier than a thousand catties at that instant. Its suddenly lengthened, hanging purple hem also seemed to transform into a great purple bell.
Boom!
Amid a tremendous crash, the purple hem collided instantly with the five rising whip tips. A flash of blood drained across Yuan Yun's pretty face.
Her delicate body immediately sank downward, while a strange glint simultaneously flashed through the eyes of the graceful woman in purple gauze above.
So she really had concealed her cultivation. No wonder they managed to escape the formation. Before the formation had fully activated, even with the token to control it, that inside man could at most have fought this woman to a draw.