Bai Yiyi could only feel a terrifying power fiercely grasping her head.
The next moment, the light and shadows in front of her violently changed, everything rapidly retreated, and eventually turned into long colorful curves, completely beyond her visual perception.
Unable to see with her eyes, her body also couldn't move under the crushing pressure of the wind, which felt tangible.
Bai Yiyi could only vaguely think, "Is Lin Xing taking me away from Kunlun?"
"Could it be to escape from that power from the Immortal World?"
"Is Lin Xing actually running away?"
"Are Immortals so terrifying that even Lin Xing, having only seen a glimpse, has to flee?"
While Bai Yiyi was wildly speculating, she noticed the surrounding light and shadow gradually becoming clearer from being blurry, and the wind pressure pressing tightly against her body also gradually relaxed.
