The ten people felt a chill run down their spines as they were stared at by this woman. Even Ye Qinghan felt uncomfortable all over. This woman was just sitting calmly on the chair, but she was like an emperor sitting on the throne of the Nine Heavens, giving off a feeling of superiority. That faint smile and the faint majesty of her body gave off an irresistible feeling.
"Demoness …"
Ye Qinghan cursed in his heart. This woman was the second woman with the aura of a demoness that he had met in his life. She was just like that bewitching woman in the Dream Palace who wore a veil and a small red string around her waist. She was unpredictable and not easy to deal with. He had no confidence in his heart at all.
In his life, he had fought countless battles, met countless great people, killed some great people, and experienced countless scenes. But now, he felt helpless when facing a woman. Most importantly, this woman had not done anything. She was just sitting there calmly with a faint smile, but it made his heart feel incomparably uneasy …
He didn't know why, but he knew that he couldn't look at her anymore. So he closed his eyes, stretched out his hand to hold Ye Yaorao's hand, and stood there quietly. Instead, his heart began to calm down, and the expression on his face also began to relax.
The eight people beside him had very interesting expressions at this moment. Some of them had lustful looks in their eyes as they stared at the deep ravine between the two snow-white plump breasts. Their eyes had already become cloudy and vacant, leaving only their constantly opening and closing lips and squirming Adam's apple. But there were also a few people whose eyes lit up, their muscles contracted, and their hairs stood on end. They looked as if they were facing a great enemy, as if the woman in front of them was not a peerless beauty, but rather a pink skeleton.
"Hehe …"
A burst of laughter that sounded like the song of an oriole rang out, reverberating throughout the hall. Following this laughter, those cultivators who had been in a daze suddenly woke up. Those cultivators who had been tensed up also relaxed. Ye Qinghan and Ye Yaorao also opened their eyes at the same time.
The martial artists looked at each other in dismay. Their eyes were filled with shock. This woman was not simple. If she was not a peerless powerhouse, then this woman was definitely one of the spiritual bodies in the Immortal World with special abilities. Otherwise, she would not have been able to make everyone fall into her trap so easily.
"Are you all ready? Can we begin?"
The woman glanced at Ye Qinghan faintly and the smile on the corner of her mouth widened. She stood up leisurely, placed the spirit pet on the chair gently, and strolled toward everyone with the whip in hand.
"Sha sha sha!"
The woman wore a pair of soft white leather boots, which made a slight sound as she stepped on the white jade floor. He walked very slowly, but his walking posture was very beautiful, especially his pair of lotus root-like calves, they emitted a faint fluorescent light, it was very beautiful. As she walked over, everyone seemed to feel an invisible force of deterrence. They began to slowly retreat, their muscles tensed up, and Divine Power surrounded them. They were on guard against this woman's attack.
However, there were still two people who did not retreat.
Ye Qinghan did not retreat because Ye Yaorao was behind him. Ye Qinghan did not retreat because Ye Qinghan did not retreat. Surprisingly, the two of them had the same expression. They were extremely calm as they calmly watched the woman walking over slowly. Of course, Ye Qinghan was pretending to be calm, while Ye Yaorao had a cold personality. She always had this expression in front of others.
"You all seem to be afraid of me. What's the point of fighting like that? Since you don't want to play, then I won't play with you anymore. I will send you back! "
The woman's beautiful eyes swept over Ye Qinghan and Ye Qinghan again, then locked onto the eight martial artists behind them. She tilted her head slightly, and a trace of disappointment appeared in her eyes. She sighed faintly and slowly raised the whip in her hand.
As the woman raised the whip, the eight of them immediately released their Divine Power. They used all kinds of strange footwork and began to retreat in all directions. Ye Qinghan also circulated his Divine Power, but he did not retreat. Instead, he extended his hands to protect Ye Yaorao, but his eyes were locked onto the whip in the woman's hand.
"Whoosh!"
The white whip in the woman's hand flashed with a white light. Like a venomous snake flicking its tongue, it quickly lashed out and targeted one of the eight martial artists.
Ye Qinghan recognized that martial artist. He was a first grade War-God with a cultivation level at the peak of the Divine General Realm. When he saw that the woman was the first to attack him, he became slightly nervous. However, when he saw the speed at which the woman lashed out with her whip, he heaved a sigh of relief. Although the speed was fast, it was still too slow for him. Moreover, the woman was so far away from him, and the whip was only so long. How could it reach him?
Although he was puzzled and didn't understand how people in the past were injured, he still began to carefully retreat.
However!
As he retreated, his eyes suddenly widened. He looked at the woman in disbelief, then at the white light on the surrounding walls. He finally understood. His expression changed several times, but he still reacted quickly. He shook his Divine Power and began to retreat with all his might.
"Mystery of Gravity? No, it's a Gravity Restriction! This training room has a Gravity Restriction! "
Of course, Ye Qinghan also immediately realized that something was wrong. Just a moment ago, he felt a powerful force acting on his body. His body seemed to have become many times heavier. It was as if a million catties mountain was pressing down on his back. He had to circulate all his Divine Power just to stand up straight, let alone maintain his original speed.
He turned his neck with difficulty and glanced at Ye Yaorao behind him, then at the woman. His pupils constricted. At this moment, everyone present understood why the people who came in to fight couldn't last more than an hour.
It was because the Gravity Restriction in this room was ineffective against the woman.
Alright, that wasn't important. What was important was that the whip in the woman's hand was actually starting to extend endlessly. Furthermore, countless tiny silver needles that were emitting a cold glow started to grow out of the whip.
A high-grade divine tool!
Only a high-grade divine tool could transform!
The whip wriggled in the air like a venomous snake with its mouth wide open. It closed in on the martialist rapidly. As for the cultivator, he kept twisting his body as he tried to escape in fear. It was just that every step he took required all the strength in his body. He was drenched in sweat and his speed had decreased by several tens of times. He probably couldn't even match up to a first level Heavenly God cultivator. How was he supposed to dodge this whip?
In the blink of an eye, the whip caught up to the martialist. Then, it extended further and bound the martialist tightly. The tiny silver needles on the whip started wriggling and piercing into the martialist's skin, muscles, and every pore …
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