Night King Yan Qing's lips curled into a smile. She looked down at Lu Yin arrogantly. "Hold on? You're just an ant. Who gave you the nerve to talk so big? I thought I could finish you off just now, but it seems I'll have to use that move after all. Open your eyes, ant, and see what a Night King is—the battle technique only a Night King can comprehend: Night King Body." With a low growl, gray currents spread and swept over Night King Yan Qing's body, gradually merging with her Four-pattern Battle Qi. A gale then rushed in every direction, crushing the earth and distorting space. Even the second barrier of energy that the instructors had set up began to waver.
Countless people watched tensely. What kind of battle technique was this? A technique of the Night King Clan?
Outside the plain, Chilian Baiye's gaze burned with excitement. Night King Body was an extraordinarily powerful battle technique that only the White Night Royal Clan could comprehend. It could raise the body's strength by an entire level—and that level was equivalent to gaining one pattern of Battle Qi. In other words, Night King Yan Qing now possessed the strength of Five-pattern Battle Qi.
Many powerful forces familiar with the Night King Clan gasped in admiration. The clan's battle techniques were always shocking when used, and Night King Body was especially famous. Few had ever managed to master it. No one had expected Night King Yan Qing to succeed.
At Sword Sect, the white-robed elder exclaimed, "Night King Body! I can't believe a young woman mastered it. Its power is enough to rival the Third Sword among the Thirteen Swords. Both are battle techniques with overwhelming power against opponents of the same level. The boy can withstand the Third Sword,