Indeed, just now her master had dragged her behind!
Both sides harbored ill intent; her leap into emptiness was unmistakably a signal to initiate battle. The opportunity was fleeting; Jin Wuhuan's eyes exploded with a murderous intent. In the next moment, his figure lightly moved, already spanning a distance of fifteen meters, standing in front of Ning Xiaoxian, and before Yu Yingnan's illusion had fully dissipated, he had already swung his sword towards her chest!
"This woman, what keen observation!" Fairy Han Qiong held a Mirage Pearl in her hand, which she silently put away. The Jiuxiao Sect resides on the sea, occasionally picking a few Mirage Pearls from sea mirages is not an unusual matter. The pearl she used to deceive Ning Xiaoxian was produced by a three-thousand-year-old Mirage Demon; otherwise, it could not simulate the illusion so realistically that even Ning Xiaoxian's keen insight nearly failed to see through it.
