Giant Race Clan Leader Has Arrived

Just as he finished speaking, the Giant Race Clan Leader, Yimier, appeared, holding a purple-gold spear and shouting, "You woman, you've got some nerve! How dare you kill an expert of my Giant Race?"

Wangshu chuckled and said, "Not only do I dare kill him, I dare kill you too." With that, she swung the Ice Thorn Sword, sending wave after wave of Moon Star Sword Qi toward Yimier.

Yimier snorted and said, "Would you allow me a moment to prepare?"

With that, he thrust the purple-gold spear into the ground. Then he pressed his palms together and began muttering some kind of incantation. Clouds drifted over from the sky, gathering thicker and thicker until they formed a pitch-black vortex. As it spun, the vortex gradually grew more violent. In the end, it condensed entirely from darkness, as if it were about to devour all things under heaven.

Yimier gazed at the vortex with a satisfied smile and said, "Excellent! I'll call this move Dark Vortex. I hope I can withstand the pain it brings me! Strengthen my body!" As he spoke, Yimier placed his fingers over his eyes, closed them, and continued murmuring.

Yimier's expression gradually turned solemn. He planted both feet firmly on the ground and leaned his body slightly forward. He held the index and middle fingers of his right hand together upright before his chest, while his left hand formed a fist and lightly struck his right chest. Then he interlaced the five fingers of his right hand in a prayer gesture before suddenly spreading them wide. He straightened his right palm, facing the palm inward, while his left palm lay flat against it. His right palm was then pressed against his back, opposite his left palm.

Immediately afterward, Yimier slowly opened his eyes, and his