'No, impossible! This is absolutely impossible!'
Fang Qingxue trembled, her face turning deathly pale.
She refused to believe it.
She refused to believe Wan Xuegui could be so clever.
She refused to believe Wan Xuegui could have plotted against her.
But as a profound sense of crisis erupted within her, all other thoughts vanished from Fang Qingxue's mind.
She could only hope—that her trump card could save her life, that it could protect her Dantian Sword Spirit from Destruction!
But would it be enough?
She didn't know.
BOOM—
At that instant, the Thunderous Pearl detonated.
The concussive force and the resulting chaotic turbulence erupted from the center like a mushroom cloud.
Ye Tianling, a full five hundred meters away, was still sent flying by the blast.
The spatial Imprisonment covering the area shattered under the force of the blast and then vanished completely.
Consequently, all of Ye Tianling's abilities were restored.
