SFS Chapter 405 Your knife has turned white.
Chapter 405 Your knife has turned white.
Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately took out their items and arranged them around the blood tree.
As the disciples moved, long, black nails were driven into the ground, forming a circle that surrounded the blood tree that was attacking Ling Yi and Ye Qingshuang.
The movements of the Divine Descendants were too obvious, and Ye Qingshuang and Ling Yi had noticed them early on, but the two were entangled in the Blood Tree and had no time to pay attention to anything else.
As the black nails formed a circle, Cheng Yang and Nangong placed something in front of the blood tree. The object was covered with a black cloth, and its contents could not be seen through the cloth until the two removed it, revealing its appearance to everyone.
It was a huge mirror. The moment the black cloth was pulled open, the mirror reflected a bright light. At that very moment, the nails surrounding the blood tree shot out bolts of lightning.
The lightning bolts shot out condensed on the blood tree, and in an instant, the blood tree was surrounded by lightning. Within the lightning, the blood tree trunk shook wildly, and all its branches danced.
"Qing Shuang!"
Ling Yi dodged the tree branch attack, looked at Ye Qing Shuang who was still struggling with the branch, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go, it's gone berserk."
Hearing this, Ye Qingshuang, who was about to go forward, hurriedly withdrew and was about to leave with Ling Yi. But just as the two were leaving, a light brighter than lightning shone over, and in an instant, the world turned pure white.
"Ling Yi!"
As the pure white light swept over, Ye Qingshuang cried out and reached out to grab Ling Yi.
Ling Yi reached out to grab Ye Qingshuang from his side, but before he could touch her, Ye Qingshuang's hand disappeared. Ling Yi looked up sharply and saw Ye Qingshuang vanish into a pure white expanse.
"Qing Shuang!" Ling Yi frowned and called out, about to go over, but just as he took a step, he heard a sigh in his ear: "Yuan Yi, we meet again."
Upon hearing the voice, Ling Yi turned around abruptly and saw a woman standing amidst a sea of white.
The woman wore a long black dress, decorated with black branches on her wrists and clothes. Her face was pale and bloodless, but her lips were excessively black. Following her black lips upwards, one could see a pair of completely black eyes, which were staring intently at Ling Yi, like a hunter eyeing his prey, unable to look away.
The woman looked at Ling Yi, and Ling Yi looked at the woman. At this moment, this pure white world seemed to transform into another space. The divine offspring and lightning all disappeared, leaving only the woman and Ling Yi.
The two stared at each other for an unknown amount of time before Ling Yi spoke: "The Origin Clan."
As soon as Ling Yi finished speaking, the woman moved and appeared in front of him. Almost the instant the woman got close, a bone knife came out from his palm and was placed against the woman's neck: "Come any closer and your head will fall to the ground."
The woman glanced down at the bone knife resting against her neck, then looked at Ling Yi, her dark eyes filled with amusement: "Your knife has actually turned white."
The woman took a step forward, and the bone knife made a cut on her neck. The woman didn't care at all, her eyes fixed on Ling Yi: "You actually did it."
"Your Origin Clan is truly strange." Ling Yi looked at the woman and said coldly, "Everyone who appears wants to reminisce with me. Do I even know you?"
"Are you familiar?"
The woman burst into laughter upon hearing this: "You almost became the bride of our Holy Son, how could the people of the Source Clan not be familiar with you?"
"So?" Ling Yi raised an eyebrow: "I injured your Holy Son at the wedding because I didn't want to marry him. Why are you bringing this up again?"
Hearing Ling Yi say this, the woman's eyes flickered: "You remembered?"
“No, that’s not right…” The woman immediately rejected her own thought: “If you remember, you shouldn’t be this weak.”
Ling Yi was a little surprised; in her eyes, she actually looked weak.
She knew her condition in the apocalypse, and her strength in the secret realm was about the same as in the apocalypse, so how could she perceive it as weakness?
How strong was she before?
We must ask Tianyan when we get out.
Ling Yi thought about many things, but didn't show it. He looked at the woman and said, "So what if I'm weak? That's enough to deal with you."