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The Crimson Sakura in Xia Yun's palm abruptly turned into countless firefly-like specks of light. He turned his head to look at Xiao Yi, a faint smile rippling in the depths of his eyes.

Chen Xiaojun remained elegant and upright as a pine, yet as his wide sleeve fell, he quietly clasped Xiao Yi's slender, fair wrist. His fingertips tapped twice against the pulse point at her wrist, like a secret signal knocked out in the dark of night.

Xiao Yi took light lotus steps, walking toward the place where the seven Canghui members lay sprawled.

A sharp gleam flashed like lightning in Lian Changzhi's eyes.

On the faces of the seven people on the ground, strands of black qi rose in curling wisps, as though Netherworld Ghost Fire were moving beneath their skin.

The setting sun was like blood, slanting across this stretch of heaven and earth.

The young girl lightly raised her fair hand, graceful as if brushing away dust and smoke.

Her palm faced upward, and two long, jade-like fingers moved like fluttering spirit butterflies, rapidly forming seals.

A strand of golden thread was lifted from her fingertips. Silver light, as fine as gossamer, flowed and flickered between her pale, scallion-white knuckles, like shattered jade from the galaxy, and like fireflies on a cold night.

Shi Feiyang stared fixedly at Xiao Yi's movements, his sword-like brows tightly furrowed as he thought to himself, What is she doing? Mental Pierce? Or Soul Shock?

Shi Liuguang's pupils suddenly constricted, and he forced down the storm surging in his heart.

He recognized that silver light—it was exactly what Xiao Yi had previously driven into his sea of consciousness.

This was a variant secret technique derived from the Nine Yin Soul Shifting Great Law—the