Yue Longshan waved her hand, her attitude extremely firm, saying: "There's no need. You and I have deep ties between our sects, this small matter does not need to alarm our elders."
Liu Yan Yi replied solemnly, "Forgive me, but it's difficult for a junior like me to comply."
Yue Longshan grew impatient, saying: "You don't have a choice!"
She grasped a spell, and suddenly countless pale white dust filled the sky, blocking out the sun, rolling in from all directions, gradually closing in, about to trap her.
Liu Yan Yi hurriedly activated the "Boat Mooring Bag," releasing a cluster of crystalline clouds to protect herself.
Yue Longshan sneered coldly, continuously exerting her mana atop the cloud, a boundless pressure descending.
Liu Yan Yi, after all, only had Xuan Guang Cultivation; though this "Boat Mooring Bag" was a Mystical Artifact, her cultivation was a level lower and soon began to struggle to resist.
