"Oh, by the way, she went to the Sea of Souls during this period, it seems to be about you."
The man smiled, the joy in his voice undisguised,
"With her current state, she might be able to find something."
When she heard "Sea of Broken Souls", the woman's fingers curled up slightly.
But this emotion only passed by in a flash. She stared ahead, her eyes still filled with unconcealed coldness and hatred.
The man didn't seem to care whether she answered or not.
"I'm really... looking forward to seeing how far she can go."
"In that case, my intention to hold on to her several times before will be in vain. The more powerful she is, the more pure and abundant her bloodline power will be. If you want to accomplish something, patience is the most important thing."
"Barisino, you said, right?"
Bai Lisino closed his eyes.
…
Time passes slowly.
In the desolate and dark wilderness, two figures intersect, and the sound of wind and thunder can be heard from time to time.
The tyrannical force swept across the fields, flying sand and rocks, and the wind howled.
Ye Xiyue was covered in blood and her face was pale. Only her eyes were dark and bright, with a fierce fighting spirit!
She seemed to have forgotten her pain and fatigue, and there was only one obsession left in the center of her mind.
All movements seemed to have become instinctive. She tried her best to display the fastest movement and the fastest sword!
Ye Mo knew her strength and trump cards very well, so he would always push her into a desperate situation, allowing her to unleash her greatest potential, and then increase her attack power again in the next duel, and the same process would start over again.
Ye Xiyue devoured the energy of the world faster and faster, and the muscles, bones, flesh and blood all over her body were tempered again and again, and she was already many times tougher than before!
Other sounds gradually disappeared from her ears, but she could accurately capture the sound of Ye Mo raising her hand and taking a step, and the sound of the fabric rubbing against her clothes.
Her vision also faded away little by little, but she was able to follow the flowing wind that Ye Mo brought up every time she mobilized her spiritual power.
At a certain moment, she finally saw the right moment and stabbed out with her sword!
Ye Mo was affected by the true form, and was deceived by Ye Xiyue's feint. His reaction was delayed for a moment, and he was finally stabbed!
A sword through the heart!
Ye Mo looked down and finally showed a satisfied look on his face.
"It's faster than I thought."
Now he is just a soul body, so this sword will naturally not be fatal. However, with the strength that Ye Xiyue has shown so far, if he encounters a strong person at the Spirit Saint level in the future, he can barely fight.
Ye Xiyue let out a long breath, and her body could no longer hold up and fell back.
Ye Mo's sleeves and robe moved slightly.
A breeze blew by, lifting Ye Xiyue up.
She thrust the Tianwen Sword into the ground with her backhand, and then managed to stand upright.
"...Thank you...ancestor..."
She said these words very slowly, with a strong sense of blood between her lips and teeth.
Ye Mo turned his head slightly, not knowing what he was looking at. After a moment, he smiled and said:
"Thank you. It's an unexpected surprise that you are born in the Ye family. Plus your father, it's much better than I originally expected."
Ye Xiyue could probably guess the situation on her father's side, and it was probably similar to hers.
After all, they are all of Ye family blood.
She felt relieved: "Daddy is naturally great."
Ye Mo raised his eyebrows:
"He has a good talent, but what I just said is not in reference to this. After all, his level of awakening of bloodline divine power is still inferior to yours."
Ye Xiyue was stunned: "Then you..."
Ye Mo put his hands behind his back and sneered:
"He is good at choosing a wife, and he has given birth to you, so he is certainly good at it."
