The plush toy that exploded in mid-air burst into a big clump of cotton, scattering all over, blocking Ye Yin’s vision.
A streak of purple light, carrying the force of tearing through the air, struck straight toward his face before the cotton even touched the ground.
In an instant, along with that cotton, they all became lethal weapons, simultaneously changing direction and attacking Ye Yin.
Ye Yin was startled, not expecting the Cat Demon Clan Princess’s cultivation to be so much higher than he had imagined.
He really had underestimated her.
Ye Yin didn’t meet the attack head-on but swiftly dodged the strike with a flicker of his figure.
The Ye Yin, who had stood outside the balcony door just a second ago, appeared behind Wen Xiao’ai the moment she had unknowingly touched down.
He was about to deal a fatal blow to Wen Xiao’ai, aiming to save time and trouble, but to his surprise, Wen Xiao’ai was quicker. She spun around and took the initiative.
Caught off guard, he was struck and pushed back several steps.
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Just as he steadied himself, a mass of purple light was already upon him, and Ye Yin quickly put up his hands to block the light in front of him.
However, Wen Xiao’ai’s cultivation was profound, surpassing Ye Yin’s expectations.
The purple light intensified with Wen Xiao’ai’s aid, forcing Ye Yin to retreat continuously, casting a purple glow on his face.
Despite the still air, Ye Yin’s long robe and black hair billowed wildly as if caught in a harsh breeze, and he could barely keep his eyes open.
Damn it, in the mere few seconds since his appearance, the Cat Demon had launched three moves, ruthless and fierce, a stark contrast to her harmless appearance.
Not only had he yet to get a clear look at his opponent’s face, he had been made to look utterly disheveled.
The purple light grew more intense, illuminating half the room.
Along with it, the entire room’s air seemed to twist, and Ye Yin’s complexion grew increasingly unsightly as his hands, resisting Wen Xiao’ai’s onslaught, began to tremble slightly.
He had indeed underestimated his enemy. Although their mana was suppressed, he hadn’t expected he would still be no match for her, despite the Cat Demon’s inner core not being fully restored.
Just as Ye Yin was about to be overpowered, a mass of black smoke burst in from the balcony and entered Ye Yin’s body without hesitation.
His eyes widened suddenly, and the next moment, as if possessed by something, his power surged dramatically, and his gaze transformed.
Wen Xiao’ai frowned, clenching the baby bottle between her teeth, and watched Ye Yin, who was undergoing changes, with a condensed gaze.
It seemed his master had appeared.
And had possessed Ye Yin.
It looked like the enemy was determined to take her life, but, after all, the Princess still had six lives left. To take them all would depend on whether he was capable enough.
Wen Xiao’ai exerted her strength again, but this time, not only did she fail to harm "Ye Yin," he effortlessly neutralized her move.
"Ye Yin" quickly counterattacked, concentrating mana in his palm and pressing toward Wen Xiao’ai.
Wen Xiao’ai stood her ground, fixing her gaze on the approaching Ye Yin, her palms both gathering purple light. Just as she prepared to strike, she found herself immobilized.
Wen Xiao’ai was shocked, trying to break his restraint, yet the opponent was already slicing at her face with a hand as sharp as a knife.
Facing the deadly palm strike, Wen Xiao’ai remained incredibly calm. Even as the enemy was about to close in on her the next moment, she still kept her cool, continuously trying different methods to break free from the damned restraint.
As the enemy closed in, Wen Xiao’ai felt the air around her change, with a whooshing wind sound in her ears. The large chandelier on the ceiling began to sway, and the fierce wind made her face sting.
The powerful mana shattered the baby bottle she was biting, and the milk splashed all over her chin, neck, and clothes.