"Lin Xuan!"
Jin Yang roared, his eyes brimming with boundless fury.
"You destroyed one Cicada Molt of my fellow disciples, scattering centuries of bitter cultivation in a single day."
"Today, I will cast you into Avici Purgatory!"
"Even if we have to destroy another Cicada Molt, it will be worth it!"
The rage in Jin Yang's voice had already exploded. The other three wore extremely grim expressions as well; clearly, that blow had dealt them a catastrophic loss.
"You think you deserve it?"
Lin Xuan gave a disdainful smile. Using the same method again, he coated his battle saber in black light as the power that commanded all laws descended upon it once more.
He raised his saber and cleaved downward in one fluid motion, without the slightest hesitation.
As the battle saber swept through the air, all manner of powers blanketed heaven and earth once more.
Jin Yang and the other three did not sit still and await death. They charged forward fiercely.
Something bizarre happened. Lin Xuan clearly saw them rushing toward him, yet identical versions of them remained standing where they had been.
It was as though what charged toward him were not their true bodies, but rather a layer of peculiar shed skin.
Midway, the four men's shed skins exploded. Infinite yang-attributed life force erupted and fused together in an instant.
The golden cicada reappeared. This time, it was more solid, its radiance dazzling to the extreme.
"Cicada Cry!"
The four formed hand seals simultaneously, their voices bursting forth like spring thunder.
"Chirp..."
The crisp, resounding, distant, and limpid cicada cry rippled outward, as though even time and space could not block it.
The golden light grew ever more brilliant. As the cicada wings fluttered, golden heavenly fire condensed again, transforming into a golden heavenly fire