At this moment, Yang Ye was lying motionlessly on the ground. It was like he was dead.

An intent covered him, and the intent was surrounded by ferocious vengeful spirits.

The woman in a white dress gazed at Yang Ye without any desire to kill.

She was Bai Zhixian from White Emperor City.

Actually, she hadn’t really left earlier. Or it should be said that she’d left and returned. Because her intuition told her that Yang Ye wouldn’t die that easily.

The facts proved that her intuition was correct!

Suddenly, a few powerful auras swept over from the distant sky.

Bai Zhixian frowned slightly, fell silent for a moment, and then waved her right hand. A strand of white light surged toward Yang Ye. However, the vengeful spirits and Yang Ye’s madness intent didn’t allow the white light to get close.

Bai Zhixian’s face turned cold, “Do you want him to die?”

A breath of time passed, and then the vengeful spirits and madness intent surged back into Yang Ye’s body.

They had their own intelligence, and that was why they were protecting...