Princess Zhang Le arched an eyebrow when she saw that Immortal Gourd was about to leave with Yu Miao and others. A spurt of anger flashed through her, and a blood-red line twitched on her forehead. She did not mind if he took the other Elders away, but not Yu Miao, who had constantly been harassing Wu Qi. She could never allow him to flee just like that.
Ignoring the meaning hiding behind the cries of alarm let out by Yu Mu and others, she waved a hand. A jarring crunch rang out of the void, and in the next instant, a pitch-black blade of light that was about hundreds of feet long emerged out of nowhere, hacking through the air toward Immortal Gourd with a sharp whistle. Wherever it passed, the void was ripped with countless tiny rifts, with energy storms visible to the naked eyes spinning out and shattering the mountains in the surroundings.
