The yellow paper burned.
Yin Meng was stunned.
Although she had grown used to crossing boundaries when facing her own ancestors, this time the extent was so great and successful that it left her breathless and her mind dizzy.
At this point, the effects of all her previous frequent practices began to show. Although she was stunned, her hand movements were unaffected.
The hardest part had already started, and whatever needed to be done next would be done accordingly. Sometimes, purely relying on instinct could yield even better results for Yin Meng.
Zhao Yi yawned, clapped his hands, and intentionally glanced at Tan Wenbin with a relaxed expression.
Tan Wenbin's provocation tactic—how could Zhao Yi not see through it?
But to him, it didn't really matter.
Firstly, it seemed that members of the Yu Family had appeared above, so he needed to intervene with new tactics as soon as possible while ensuring Run Sheng's condition, to accelerate the resolution of the battle.
