Su Hang had barely swung his club to divert the two small black holes when his expression abruptly changed. Above his head, a huge white stone mill appeared, and beneath his feet, a black stone mill materialized. In an instant, the Milling Heaven Formation was set.
"You actually didn't die," Su Hang saw Wu Xue appear.
"Our Mysterious Covert Divine Sect possesses a supreme secret technique – the Undying Treasure Art. Although it's extremely difficult to cultivate, I have succeeded in doing so," Wu Xue looked down on Su Hang from above. In reality, she had mastered the Nine Deaths Treasure Art, which merely gave her nine lives.
"You've played your hand brilliantly, I must admit," Su Hang had miscalculated.
"Hand over my daughter, and I'll let you die quickly," Wu Xue was composed and casual, knowing that within this Formation, anyone below the rank of Quasi-Saint was like fish on a chopping board.
