Chapter 212 - The Battle at the Emperor Ascension Stage (2/2)

Xin Han jumped and whipped his head around. He immediately paled, as if he had just seen a ghost. “You… how did you get in here?” That’s impossible! This was a divine array – how could she come in even after the array had been activated? “How did you do that?”

“I jumped in!” Shen Ying pointed at the artifact that all the radishes were standing on. There was no space to walk past them, so she had no choice but to jump.

“No! That’s impossible! What kind of person are you?” Xin Han’s expression was panicked and wild – he could not believe what he was seeing.

“Alright, alright. Stop your nonsense! I haven’t even eaten dinner!” Shen Ying waved her hand at him.

Xin Han suddenly remembered something and all the colour drained out of his face. He supposed it was true that extreme fear could unlock one’s potential. “No!” He shouted, regulating his immortal Qi and retreating as fast as he could. Within the next few seconds, he cast several spells. Suddenly, on the Emperor Ascension Stage, there were ice towers, fire dragons, wind blades and bolts of lightning targeted at Shen Ying.

None of these had any effect on her whatsoever, except that she suddenly could not see clearly thanks to the myriad of colours flashing before her eyes. She reached out instinctively, meaning to grab Xin Han’s arms. She caught something and pulled, hearing a tear.

Shen Ying looked down and saw that she was holding a long and wide piece of cloth, with embroideries of clouds on it.

Her mind went black. Then she thought, could this be… a belt?

She turned and saw that three steps away from her, a pair of white trousers lay on the floor. Xin Han stood a metre away from her bare-legged and frightful.

Shen Ying: “…”

Zi Chen: “…”

Hui Ling: “…”

Er…

The corner of Shen Ying’s mouth twitched. If she said she did not do that on purpose, would they believe her?

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“Well…” She returned the belt. Then, she hurt Father Niu’s urgent voice.

“Shen Ying, what the hell are you doing over there? Hurry, we can’t hold up any longer.” Outside the array, Lonemoon and the other radishes were trapped by the bodies that Xin Han manipulated. Biao Ting and Lan Hua could not fight them. They could only shout for help!

Shen Ying paused. She threw one end of the belt to the group of radishes. The belt was a part of the Dharmic clothing. Suddenly, it lengthened and turned into a rope, which circled around Father Niu and the rest. Then, she pulled the rope, dragging the group of them into the array. With a quick flick of her wrist, she threw the end of the rope to Yi Qing.

The group of bodies which were being manipulated by the Spirit Manipulation Technique fell down to the ground. Shen Ying threw the belt aside.

“Your turn!”

Xin Han stepped back when he saw Shen Ying turn to him. He tried to conjure a spell, but a red light suddenly flashed past the bottom of Shen Ying’s feet. The array took shape below her feet – it looked just like the one that trapped all the others on the Emperor Ascension Stage earlier.

The circular pattern started to change. A red light formed at the bottom of each person’s feet – including Zi Chen and Hui Ling.

“Little Han, what are you doing?” By the time Zi Chen realised what was happening, it was too late. He could not move. His cultivation level was dropping bit by bit. He looked at the people around him in panic.

Shen Ying paused. Is this… a rebellion?