"You actually neutralized my Soul-Pulling Guide? Impossible!"
Mu Linglong's figure turned incorporeal, dodging the Thunder Sword's attack as she cried out in disbelief.
Chen Lin ignored her. With a flick of his hand, five Lightning Rays struck toward her head. But being indoors weakened the spell, and her body turned incorporeal again, evading the attack.
"Heh heh, it's useless. With your paltry tricks, you might as well stop struggling. Still, I am curious how you neutralized my Soul-Pulling Guide. What is so special about your soul?"
Mu Linglong's body solidified again, and a dry, raspy male voice rang out, dripping with mockery.
Chen Lin had already recognized the voice as Xuanyin True Lord's. In other words, Mu Linglong was his clone.
The realization horrified him. He did not know whether Xuanyin True Lord had turned Mu Linglong into a clone at Myriad Souls Ridge, or whether she had been one all along. If it was the latter, the thought truly sent chills down his spine.
There was no time to dwell on it. Chen Lin activated the Thunder Sword again, sending it straight toward her head.
"Hmph!"
Anger entered the raspy voice. Her body swayed, and the next instant she appeared beside Chen Lin, her five fingers hooked like claws as they raked down toward his head!
A miniature shield instantly appeared above Chen Lin's head. It spun and grew slightly larger, blocking the blow.
Seizing the chance, he pointed lightly at her from point-blank range, and the power of the Soul-Destroying Finger struck her body.
"Hahaha! Using soul techniques against me? You really don't know whether to live or die... wait, your soul power..."
The raspy voice was mocking at first, utterly dismissive of the Soul-Destroying Finger. But it quickly turned bewildered, then finally cried out in terror.
Immediately