As soon as the Nascent Soul was enveloped by the fragrant mist, it felt dizzy and powerless. After being pierced by the silver light at lightning speed, the essence energy in its body condensed and it lost all its abilities. Even if it wanted to self-destruct, it could not.
The Nascent Soul's small face turned pale in an instant. It stared at the white-clothed young woman beside Han Li in disbelief.
"Not bad! You're becoming more and more agile." Although he had sent Silvermoon a voice transmission to secretly attack, Han Li still praised the young woman with a smile.
Silvermoon pursed her lips and said with a smile, "This is all because Master asked me to act at the right time. This person only wanted to escape, so he didn't notice that what I left behind was only a phantom. My true body had already snuck to the side." Then, she waved her sleeve at the other Silvermoon beside Han Li, which instantly dissipated into a ball of white light.
