Swoosh...
As soon as the voice fell, Qi Ji and Jiang Hu's expressions changed drastically. They only felt a dazzling white figure flash before their eyes, and a fierce wind rose, as if a wall was pushing horizontally towards them, suddenly knocking them flying.
Thud...
The two fell heavily to the ground, only feeling their internal organs churning, a sweetness in their throats, and they spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. The True Yang within them was scattered, and they could no longer gather it.
"An expert!?"
Qi Ji's face changed drastically, staring in shock at the woman in front of them.
Under the moonlight, she looked valiant and spirited, with an aura like an immortal descended to the mortal world. Her eyes carried a transcendent glow, as if from the beginning, they hadn't existed in her world.
"Please halt, fellow Daoist. Maoshan will remember today's favor." Qi Ji urged anxiously.
