Her long hair stirred without wind as she brought the index and middle fingers of both hands together and pointed them forward.
Her arms trembled as she shoved forward with all her strength. As she exerted force through both hands, Hengdao erupted with power once more, grinding against her palms with a creaking squeal. The Infant Fiend wailed in terror, its cries enough to bring tears to any listener's eyes, but Bai Yujun remained unmoved, bending down and pushing onward!
Hengdao, glowing with a faint sheen, trembled ever more violently. After a fierce shudder, it struck against the little chubby hand in a shower of sparks!
A blinding Blade Light flashed and vanished.
A huge hole was drilled through the Infant Fiend's chest. Its black flesh and bones smoked and burned. A thing of utmost yin and evil had been pierced by a pure-yang blade; it was like stuffing a red-hot branding iron into its chest and entrails. The agony was easy enough to imagine.
"Wah... wah..."
Its shrieks were chilling. Bai Yujun remembered several talismans buried at the bottom of her storage pouch for many years. She took them out, not caring what effects they had, and directly cast a spell before slapping them onto the screaming, burning Infant Fiend's forehead.
She swung her blade, driving back the evil cultivator and the Ghost Queen, then poured dense pure-yang power into its tip and stabbed down. The Infant Fiend burned all over like glowing charcoal, sparks and flames pouring from its mouth and eyes, until it was reduced directly to a heap of black ash.
The lavish hall was very quiet...
The evil cultivator had collapsed against the tables and chairs, too afraid to rise. The Ghost Queen still had strength left to fight.
Bai Yujun drew her blade and