"Does the Immortal Realm truly exist? Even the emperors from the Ancient Era and the Great Emperors of the human race couldn't say for sure, nor could they enter. Can a mere Immortal Mansion reveal such secrets?"
"This is a trace of immortality. Believe it or not, I am convinced," Qi Huoshui said calmly.
"You believe..." Ye Fan directly gave her a flick on the forehead, leaving a mark on her smooth, jade-like brow.
"How dare you, Ye, lay a hand on me?!" Qi Huoshui finally exploded, her peppery nature fully displayed. Although her cultivation base was sealed, her actions were not restricted.
At this moment, she had no divine energy but still made a move. Her left arm stretched out gracefully, as white as lotus root, her palm and fingers forming a knife-hand, slicing toward Ye Fan's neck. Then, her right leg spun—slender and straight, white and smooth, barely covered by her dress—launching a spin-kick towards Ye Fan's head.
