"Ye Lingyu!"
Wang Ba looked down at the figure standing in front of Yushui City with shock in his eyes.
She was tall, with a face as cold and white as frost and snow.
He could vaguely recognize the appearance of that girl who often had a dirty face and wore a purple Daoist robe.
He had originally thought that she had perished in that shocking change and had once sighed for her.
After all, in the East Saint Sect in the past, she was one of the few people who treated Wang Ba, who was still a servant, as an equal.
The two had also formed the extremely rare friendship between cultivators.
But he didn't expect that not only was she still alive, but her strength seemed to have increased astonishingly.
Even the extremely turbulent mana aura on her body made him somewhat unsure.
She was too strong!
The aura on her body surged like a physical substance!
Even from such a distance, just a slight touch of the afterglow made him feel a sense of sharp pressure!
