A Million Merit Points, People of the Heavens

"Minor Divine Ability: Liuyun Ghost Hand!"

Hua Yan's hands were shrouded in a layer of eerie, ghostly light. Behind her, a savage ghostly shadow faintly appeared, extending a pair of sharp claws forward.

Violent Yin Qi swept past. Everyone present felt a chill shoot from their tailbones straight to the crowns of their heads, and every hair on their bodies rose involuntarily.

Ji Huaxing had never expected Hua Yan to suddenly switch targets and strike at him. He was caught utterly off guard, but the battle experience he had cultivated over many years made him erupt with dharma power almost instinctively. His body instantly retreated more than a hundred zhang, while the air behind him let out piercing explosions.

Hua Yan's seemingly delicate figure moved like a phantom, leaving a string of ghostly afterimages as she swiftly closed in along Ji Huaxing's retreat path. The ghostly shadow behind her rose without limit, its features incomparably hideous.

A pair of ghost hands effortlessly tore apart Ji Huaxing's Body Protecting Heavenly Aura before plunging directly into his abdomen beneath his horrified gaze.

"Aaah..."

Ji Huaxing let out a miserable howl. A beam of golden light descended from the sky and enveloped him completely. When the golden light faded, his figure had vanished as well, leaving behind only a pool of dazzling blood.

Ten waist tokens of different colors transformed into streams of light and flew toward Hua Yan. With a sweep of her sleeve, she took them all into her possession. Including these ten waist tokens, the number she held had reached an astonishing thirty-five. The combined totals of second and third place only barely exceeded hers.

From Hua Yan's sudden attack to her eliminating one person, everything had happened in the blink of an eye. Not only had Ji Huaxing failed