Pfft!
Black Light flashed past, slicing open Xiao Yang's skin and sending blood spraying.
Die!
Seizing the chance, Lin Taichu swung the Yin Netherworld Ruler down at Xiao Yang, intending to kill him in one decisive blow.
"The Yin Netherworld Ruler truly is extraordinary!"
Xiao Yang's expression turned grave as he circulated his cultivation art, frantically drawing upon the remaining Yin Energy in his dantian.
Netherworld Curse Seal!
At his words, a gray, hazy curse seal emerged between his brows.
Argh!
Xiao Yang screamed as his entire face turned pitch-black.
He felt agonizing pain throughout his body, as though countless insects were devouring him.
"What is this?"
His expression changed drastically as his entire body stiffened.
"Your Yin Netherworld Ruler is too weak. It isn't powerful enough!"
Lin Taichu's indifferent voice sounded beside his ear.
His body seemed frozen solid, leaving him unable to move.
Hmph!
Lin Taichu sneered at the sight.
He formed a hand seal and recited an incantation. At once, a mass of dark green flames surged from his hands.
The flames were black in color and carried intense corrosive properties. Once touched by them, even Innate Realm experts would surely die.
Netherworld Ghost Fire!
Xiao Yang's expression changed sharply upon seeing the flames.
This was Lin Taichu's Netherworld Curse, immensely powerful. Even those half a step into the Innate Realm would not dare underestimate it.
"Netherworld Curse, burn his Essence Blood and flesh into ghost fire, and reduce him to ashes!"
Lin Taichu let out a low roar.
Gripping the Yin Netherworld Ruler, he slashed it toward Xiao Yang's throat.
He hated Xiao Yang to the extreme.
As the Young Master of the Lin Clan, he had nearly fallen at Xiao Yang's hands.
It was the utmost humiliation!
"Netherworld Curse?"
Hearing Lin Taichu's roar, Xiao Yang's