Ling Qiyue was slightly surprised, but it hardly mattered. She directed her fully intact Nine-Headed Daoist Soldier Puppet to besiege the enemy, with Meng Feiyu providing support from behind.
Fu Yin Xue was now clad in gleaming Heavy Armor, wielding a dark, heavy Gilded Coiling Dragon Staff. Her beautiful eyes held a chilling killing intent as she carved a path through the crowd with wide, sweeping motions, utterly unstoppable. The roar of thunder followed in her wake, leaving a trail of cultivators with broken bones and snapped sinews, their screams of agony echoing in the chaos.
The desperate counterattacks of the Haoyue Sect cultivators rained down upon her, yet they had almost no effect. Ordinary Divine Techniques and attacks from Spiritual Artifacts couldn't even breach her Defense.
In fact, before Fu Yin Xue became his Dao Companion, even Ling Changqing hadn't known she was a Body Cultivator. After all, he had never seen her in action.
