"Ah...!"
Lei Bai let out a piercing wail, like a ghostly cry.
The thing entangling his legs erupted with terrifying power, completely suppressing his cultivation, rendering him unable to operate his Qi.
Unable to protect himself, his face plowed a deep trench into the ground; it was conceivable that his face was now a bloody mess, almost entirely scraped off.
Immediately, dense purple threads wound tightly around him, his whole being like a fish caught in a net, hung in mid-air.
Qin Yi gathered his power into a purple cloud, placing two wailing children upon it.
It turned out to be effective; the two children seemed to lie in purple cotton, momentarily forgetting to cry.
The purple cloud carried the two children floating behind Qin Yi.
Qin Yi looked indifferently at the screaming Lei Bai, "Who are you?"
Lei Bai was busy crying out, as if he hadn't heard Qin Yi's words.
