Seeing Ye Yiyi arriving, Chen Nan felt a bit surprised.
After some time apart, her cultivation had made a new breakthrough, already stepping into the Third Level of Tao Realm.
"Ding dang dang..."
The sound of the Silver Bell Rope was clear and pleasing. After a successful sneak attack, Ye Yiyi swung the Silver Bell Rope in her left hand, striking again at the back of the middle-aged man. The silver bells shattered the man's clothing on his back and crashed at least three centimeters into his flesh, splattering blood.
What was surprising, however, was that after the blood splattered, the pristine Silver Bell Rope wasn't stained with blood and swiftly returned to Ye Yiyi's hand with a "swish".
Although her realm was not high, her innate talent was exceptional, and her understanding of martial arts moves far surpassed her inner strength cultivation.
