Chapter 63 - 61, 2: Eldest Senior Brother
"Yin Yang Polar Ring."
In her left hand, Qingling held a ball of ice-cold Alien Water, and in her right, a thread of scorching Strange Fire. Under the incredulous gazes of the three Nascent Soul cultivators, the two forces slowly merged into a ring the size of a head, emitting an extremely terrifying aura that caused palpitations.
Unable to withstand it directly, the three exchanged a glance and fled in three different directions at a break-neck speed, seemingly afraid the horrifying ring would chase after them.
Qingling took the storage bag from the man who had died and smiled gently at the man in the Array, "Alright, they’ve all run away. You can come out now."
Not only did the Fairy possess a beautiful appearance, but her voice was also as melodious as a lark’s, causing Xue Yang’s face to flush. Whether due to his injuries or sheer embarrassment was unclear.
Looking at him, Qingling couldn’t help thinking that the Cultivation World was indeed filled with handsome men—casually saving one turned out to be a top-notch individual.
Xue Yang was about one meter eighty in height, and although not as tall and powerful as the Demon Prince, his slender figure, fair skin, and injuries gave off a sense of a vulnerably beautiful man.
This kind of beauty sparked a slight tumult in Qingling’s heart.