“Yun Che, let go of my mother!!”

Amidst a loud roar, a young man, fully in white, arrived from far off in the air. With the Celestial Yuan Sword in hand, his whole body was raging with sword intent as he charged at his fastest speed towards Yun Che, who had seized Xuanyuan Yufeng.

“Ling Yun?” Yun Che’s eyes slanted, and he immediately saw the person following closely behind Ling Yun… He looked a little younger than Ling Yun, but his figure was already similar to Ling ...