Suo Yiyi was only at the fifth level of the Spirit Martial Realm. Under her immense sorrow and fear, her entire body had weakened—she could not even move.
She could only fearfully glare at the enemies approaching her as despair and hatred appeared in her heart.
One of the middle-aged men finally reached her. He grabbed her arm as if he were an eagle catching its prey. He then pulled her up and laughed, "Hahaha, the bloodline of the Suo Family has finally fallen into our hands. Haha—"
He had yet to laugh his heart out, when…
Whoosh!
A snowy glint flashed past him, and blood splattered.
"Ah!" The middle-aged man screamed. His limb that was grabbing Suo Yiyi's arm had been cut off!
"Who's that?"
The remaining four men raised their guards.
They had only seen a flash of a sword and a snow-white figure flying toward them at a rapid speed. This person protected Suo Yiyi and said, "Are you alright?"
