He immediately realized that Yan Yuqin must have tampered with him secretly during their conversation earlier. His heart burned with rage, but he could only grit his teeth and abandon his mount, intending to flee by flight.
Yan Yuqin let out a soft giggle and said, "Wulang, why such haste to leave? Could it be you are unwilling to lend a helping hand to me, your little sister?"
With a flick of her wrist, a fiery red cloud surged forward, swift and overpowering. Shi Yifan could tell this attack had been prepared long before, leaving him no space to evade. Helpless, he could only release his Xuan Guang to intercept it.
A resounding boom echoed as he successfully dispersed the flaming cloud. However, his body momentarily stalled, losing the opportunity for an escape.
Meanwhile, Yan Yuqin raised her Yin Sha Corpse Mourn Banner. With a single shake, more than ten streaks of black mist shot out, each carrying a Yin Corpse with expressionless faces.
