On the other side of Barton.
Bai Lin transformed into a cloud of white mist and shot off in another direction.
He naturally understood that if he separated from Barton, he wouldn't have to face so much pressure.
However, he was, after all, an elemental-type genetic warrior. Even though he had turned into a white mist and increased his speed, he was still blocked by Yeye's four shadow clones.
One after another, black sword-lights shot forth from the four shadow clones toward Bai Lin.
Bai Lin was forced out of the mist.
He looked at the four shadow doppelgangers with a cold expression and frowned.
"You think you can deal with me with just four clones?"
Bai Lin waved his staff through the air, summoning a mist of ice that transformed into a spiral of ice spears that shot toward the four shadow clones. At the same time, the mist began to swirl around Bai Lin's body and spread out toward the four shadow clones.