Although Lin Xuan's attack just now had gone as smoothly as wind and water, he absolutely did not dare look down on the Palace-dressed Woman before him because of it.
After all, his opponent was a cultivator at the Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage.
Even if he performed beyond his usual level, trying to destroy her would still be difficult to the extreme.
Lin Xuan understood this well, but he would not shrink back because of it.
Before him, it was either you die or I live. For Yue'er's sake, how could Lin Xuan possibly fall here?
So what if it was the Yellow Springs Ghost Domain?
Even Fairy Heavenly Sound's Spirit Domain could do nothing to him. Did this fellow really think he would be afraid just because she had brought out her trump-card secret art?
Too naive!
A trace of cold laughter appeared at the corner of Lin Xuan's mouth, while endless heroic spirit surged up in his chest.
So what if she was an existence at the Tribulation Transcendence Late Stage?
He would seize the initiative and kill her here first.
Lin Xuan let out a loud shout and waved both hands. The Nine Palaces Instantaneous Sword condensed once more before him, and then silver radiance flared brightly, like a rain of flowers filling the sky, shooting toward his opponent.
Such an attack was enough to make wind and cloud change color, yet on Yellow Springs Ghost Mother's face, there was not the slightest hint of fear. Calm as drifting clouds and gentle wind, she pointed out with one hand.
Bang, bang, bang!
Explosive sounds entered the ear. Several Yin Soul Ghosts in front of her had, without the slightest warning, all burst apart.
Yet not a single drop of blood spattered out.
These so-called Yin Soul Ghosts