As the group of six people and three cute beasts were enjoying the scenery, they suddenly felt a strong gush of wind, followed by a fierce attack aimed at them.
They reacted, yet soon stood indifferently, each with different expressions. This type of attack could not harm them. They looked at Shenlian Yingyue with pampering and expectation.
Shenlian Yingyue's figure moved swiftly. Her imposing pressure struck back at the source of the attack, while her slender hand lifted, summoning a glowing dark purple-red magical ring adorned with lotus patterns.
"Bang!!!" The two attacks clashed, dust and glowing light bursting forth like fireworks.
This change did not surprise the Dark Elves at all. On the contrary, they simply stopped their work and watched with amusement, as if this scene had occurred countless times before.
Shenlian Yingyue's figure remained steady and unmoving, while the other slender and tall figure staggered several steps.
