The Four Apertures Nascent Soul could not break free from Jiang Fan's Soul Capturing Lock.
In a breath, her soul was bound by invisible chains, losing control over her body.
Her heart was filled with utter terror.
She watched helplessly as Jiang Fan drew a Purple Sword and placed it against her throat.
She could not move at all.
A massive shadow of death loomed over her, causing her soul to emit a trembling scream of fear.
Fortunately, the sword tip rested against her throat and did not penetrate further.
Jiang Fan said coldly, "Do you understand now who was being presumptuous?"
Fairy Ci Ning was utterly terrified.
Cold sweat poured from her forehead.
She finally understood that the young man before her could kill her with the utmost ease!
Clang!
With a twist of his wrist, Jiang Fan sliced off a lock of her hair and retracted the Soul Capturing Lock.
Fairy Ci Ning regained control of her body, stumbled backward in fright, and watched Jiang Fan with grave intensity:
