In her astonishment, the woman could not help turning her head to look behind her.
By rights, when facing a powerful enemy, letting one's attention stray was an extremely foolish thing to do.
How could this woman not understand such a simple principle? Yet at this moment, she truly was far too shocked; turning her head was entirely an instinctive action.
But whether she meant to or not, by doing so, she naturally exposed an opening.
How could Lin Xuan let such a fine opportunity slip by?
He swept a hand over his waist, and at once a crackling series of explosions rang out. A fiery-red treasure shot forth at high speed, its surface coiled with azure arcs of lightning, with faint rice-grain-sized runes flickering in and out upon it.
It was none other than the Thunder Fire Awl treasure he had obtained before.
Leaving aside this treasure's power for the moment, its dual lightning-and-fire attributes happened to have a certain restraining effect on Yinhun ghosts. In addition, it could be summoned with extreme speed, making it perfect for a sneak attack.
"Ah!"
A scream pierced the air. Lin Xuan's grasp of the timing had truly been perfect.
The woman's eyes were wide and round, her face filled with unbelievable agony. The Thunder Fire Awl had struck her back from an exceptionally tricky angle.
And it opened a hole the size of a bowl.
Yet it was not over. Lin Xuan clenched both hands.
Boom!
An explosive roar rang out. Lightning arcs and flames erupted together over the surface of the Thunder Fire Awl, instantly wrapping the woman's entire body within them.
Without the slightest suspense, the last Yinhun ghost also had her soul scattered to the winds.
Only, amid her unwillingness, she still carried a deep bewilderment.
That one