"Taiyin Sword Array, annihilate!"
Yue Lingxi, clad in white, weaved her hands in a dance. Eighty-one strands of Taiyin Sword Qi, like streaks of moonlight, coalesced into a terrifying Sword Array and surged toward Ye Donghuang.
At this moment, Ye Donghuang looked utterly haggard.
He was struggling to hold on.
His expression changed drastically as he watched the terrifying Taiyin Sword Array attack.
'Damn it! If this bitch's aura hadn't locked onto me, I could have definitely escaped. But now...'
He was filled with bitterness.
He couldn't accept it.
Ye Donghuang knew full well that he couldn't take many more attacks. If he were defeated, his fate would be the same as that of his clansmen who had died at Yue Lingxi's hands.
He remembered how they had been completely absorbed by the Bloodthirsty Sword in Yang Xiao's hand, leaving nothing behind. Even all the items they carried had been taken.
Ye Donghuang found such a fate utterly unacceptable.
