Lin Xuan watched the astonishing scene before him, and he could not help but greatly admire the Supernatural Powers of the Ink Moon Tribe.
The ancient, obscure chanting continued to enter his ears. It was not only Xueling whose hands were waving—the several Statues below had begun making the same movements as well.
Multicolored incantation seals surfaced one after another, then, like a long whale drinking water, they all sank into the scroll before them.
"Wuu!"
The patterns within the scroll grew ever more lifelike, already reaching the point where they seemed exquisitely true to life.
"Break!"
Yet from the Ink Moon Tribe girl's mouth came a crisp shout. Immediately afterward, she raised her right hand, using her fingers as a sword, and slashed down fiercely below.
Riiip...
Thunder roared loudly.
In the girl's palm, streaks of golden lightning arcs had actually appeared.
These arcs of lightning leaped and flickered, and in mere moments, they actually condensed into one golden rune after another.
"Lightning Laws!"
A look of shock appeared on Lin Xuan's face. If Xueling's true body had descended here, then with her strength at the early Tribulation Transcendence Stage, being able to drive a little lightning power would not have been strange.
But this woman clearly had only a wisp of remnant soul left, yet she could still control the lightning Laws. This was somewhat world-shaking and vulgarity-defying. Could this be the advantage of the Thunder Soul Body, that a mere wisp of remnant soul could communicate with the Laws of Heaven and Earth?
Aside from astonishment, Lin Xuan felt only more astonishment. However, this was now the most crucial moment of the spellcasting, and with his steady temperament, he naturally would not fail to understand priorities and go asking questions.
He merely pondered in his heart, while