"You... the person you're talking about wouldn't happen to be Mr. Bai, would it?"

When asking this question, Duan Lang could even feel his own heartbeat suddenly accelerating, as if it were about to leap out of his throat.

Because at this moment, the instant the question was asked, Duan Lang already had the answer in his heart.

It's just like when someone can't make a choice and decides to flip a coin to decide; the answer they truly want isn't the one given by the coin, but the one that emerges in their heart the moment the coin is flipped into the air.

Although Duan Lang already had the answer in his heart, he still wanted to see the answer given by Ye Qianmei with his own eyes. As for the reason why, Duan Lang himself didn't know.

Maybe it was to have the answer in his heart confirmed?

"That's right, the one with Mahayana Realm cultivation who snatched the God Binding Grass from the hands of the Wild Wolf, that was indeed my husband. That year he had just reached the late Mahayana stage!"

Upon hearing Duan Lang's words, Ye Qianmei smiled gently and nodded.

Boom!

Even though he already had the answer in his heart, at this moment, hearing Ye Qianmei say it, Duan Lang's mind still resounded with a thunderous roar, leaving him dizzy and dazed!

It really is so!

There is nothing in this world that Bai Xiaofan can't accomplish.

All the things that seem impossible to accomplish by ordinary people, when it comes to Bai Xiaofan, they seem to become much more straightforward.

What kind of person is this?

Why is it that surpassing combat levels, something considered impossible for ordinary cultivators, becomes routine for Bai Xiaofan?

Comparing oneself to others really leads to despair!

"God Binding Seal!"

At this moment, a low shout came from mid-air from Bai Xiaofan, bringing Duan Lang and the others back to reality!

Hearing Bai Xiaofan's words, Duan Lang and the others quickly fixed their eyes upon him.

Above them, Bai Xiaofan was standing mid-air, on top of the large God Binding Grass formed by one hundred and fifty Jade Talismans.

Moreover, Bai Xiaofan was standing at the very center of the entire God Binding Grass.

Strands of dark golden energy circulated continuously on Bai Xiaofan and the God Binding Grass, and in the blink of an eye, these strands of dark golden energy enveloped both Bai Xiaofan and the God Binding Grass entirely!

The Primordial Spirits seemed to be summoned and gathered around Bai Xiaofan, forming a ring!

Whoosh...

The sounds of wind came from the distant skies, blowing upon the Primordial Spirits of the one hundred and fifty warriors!

The raging cold winds tore through them, making Duan Lang and the others below feel a piercing chill.

Cold!

Having forgotten the feeling of hot and cold for many years, the cultivators including Duan Lang felt cold at this moment!

Even Duan Lang was not spared, let alone the other cultivators, who started to channel their own vitality to desperately resist the invasion of the cold winds!

Some with lower cultivation even began to shiver uncontrollably!

Watching them tremble like sieves, Duan Lang slightly frowned, quickly darted forth, and with his less mature understanding of formations, set up a formation beside the blood demon clan and the Silver Fox tribe to resist the severe cold!

However, when the formation was successfully set up, they didn't feel the cold diminish at all!

"Your formation is useless; only by blocking these cold winds can the chill within them be dispelled. All this cold is because of these raging cold winds!"

Ye Qianmei noticed the confusion on Duan Lang's face and softly explained.

"What can I do? These cold winds were summoned by Bai Xiaofan, and I don't have the power to dispel them!"

Reacting to Ye Qianmei's words, Duan Lang felt speechless. He knew Ye Qianmei was right, but having said that, he didn't have any good methods.

Not to mention his half-baked achievements in formations, he lacked any confidence in breaking the techniques executed by Bai Xiaofan.

Otherwise, he wouldn't always have to listen to and rely on Bai Xiaofan, and even Ye Qianmei!

"No one said you have to break my husband's move, just think of a way to prevent these cold winds from continuing to ravage these people!"

Ye Qianmei replied, waving her delicate hand, and a light screen formed of vitality appeared, enclosing other members of the Silver Fox tribe, isolating their bodies from the ravaging cold winds!

Seeing Ye Qianmei's technique, Duan Lang felt so embarrassed he almost wanted to find a piece of tofu to crash into!

Damn it!

Why hadn't he thought of such a simple solution?

Though these raging cold winds made him feel chilly, it wasn't as bad as what others experienced, so if he just expended some vitality to help others, that would be enough!

Thinking as such, Duan Lang started imitating Ye Qianmei's actions, releasing a stream of vitality to enclose the people of the blood demon clan around him!

This way, by working together with their own vitality resisting, coupled with his, though they might not completely offset the raging cold winds, they would at least not be significantly affected!

Damn!

Suddenly, Duan Lang slapped his forehead hard, realizing where he went wrong!

He had been thinking all this time about how to break Bai Xiaofan's casually summoned raging cold winds or how to completely ward off the invasion of the cold winds, but he had forgotten that he didn't have to do so!

All along, his heart was treating Bai Xiaofan as someone to surpass, someone to defeat.

It wasn't that he considered Bai Xiaofan an enemy, but because he had first been defeated by Bai Xiaofan, and then he had witnessed Bai Xiaofan repeatedly severely injuring and killing one expert after another.

Unknowingly, his heart had already made Bai Xiaofan a target to surpass!

Duan Lang shook his head, feeling speechless about his own thoughts.

At this moment, Bai Xiaofan, standing in mid-air, suddenly began to form hand seals continuously before him, and strands of formation power were released from his hands, gradually forming a six-pointed star shape above him.

As time passed, the six-pointed star formation in mid-air became more solid, and a formation large enough to cover the entire Silver Fox tribe formed!

"Everyone, retreat!"

Bai Xiaofan shouted loudly, signaling the crowd below to move back into the distance.

Hearing Bai Xiaofan's words, Duan Lang and the others, although unsure of why, obediently complied. In a flash, everyone had retreated a thousand meters away.

A thousand meters seemed not very far for ordinary people, but for the numerous cultivators below, it was just a blink of an eye.

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