The fact that this masked woman could glide through the air in the cave temple indicated that she had an incredibly profound cultivation base. Not even Yang Qi could do what she was doing. Either she was an important person from one of the superpower sects, or she was an Inheritor. After all, she definitely wasn’t a cultivator from a buddhist school.

“Screw the hell off!” the woman snapped, clearly irritated at the way Yang Qi seemed to be blithely chatting with her. All of a sudden, a whip made of pure energy appeared and snaked out like a lightning bolt to wrap around Yang Qi.

It was fully thirty meters long, and from the loud cracking sounds it made, it was obvious that it would seriously injure anyone it hit.

Either that, or kill them.

Yang Qi was fairly certain that if they were outside of this temple, it wouldn’t just be thirty meters long. No, it would likely be able to stretch from the top of the heavens to the bottom of the earth. In fact, it could likely reach the depths of hell. Despite the limitations of the temple around them, it was obviously something he couldn’t afford to take lightly.

Dodging to the side, he avoided the first lash of the whip.

However, the masked woman continued waving it around, causing it to swirl into numerous concentric circles that contained deadly and mysterious...