After "Fake Jiang Qiao" escaped once more, even darkness could no longer imprison it.
Rumble!
After shattering the void, it immediately fled into it.
To avoid being restricted again.
Then it swiftly locked onto Yang Ling.
And launched a counterattack!
Thunderous water surged. It rose atop the waves, and with a flicker of its figure, it appeared before Yang Ling.
Its speed was inconceivably fast!
The Tower of Shadows enveloping Yang Ling shook violently, trying to obscure "Fake Jiang Qiao," but in less than half a second, it silently snapped apart and collapsed directly into a heap of debris.
"Assassination Technique!"
The Stalker's edge dismembered it, but Fake Jiang Qiao was already face-to-face with Yang Ling!
"Die!"
Lightning howled.
It shook heaven and earth.
Strands of black arcs of electricity fused with Assassination Technique. Wherever they passed, endless spatial folds were torn open, nearly reducing the entire area to ruin!
Yang Ling could not withstand such an edge.
He immediately retreated.
As soon as he did—
Fake Jiang Qiao immediately followed, seizing the initiative.
Within the endless thunderous water, talismans flickered. Huge waves battered Yang Ling, forcing him back repeatedly as he could only dodge. Taking advantage of this moment, in virtually the blink of an eye, "Fake Jiang Qiao," wreathed in lightning, completed Divine Descent!
In the unseen depths.
Some strange and terrifying will descended.
Its killing intent was razor-sharp!
Dark winds whipped around!
"Woooooo—!"
All of a sudden.
Crying broke out from all around them, as if countless people were wailing, or as if the ghosts of hell were shrieking ferociously.
Then.
Within the silent hall.
Countless figures shifted.
Flickering and indistinct, they were ghastly and eerie.
But when one looked closely, there was nothing there at all. Only the corners of one's eyes could catch glimpses of