Lance appeared and struck out with a palm. The sky darkened as immense pressure descended, though there was clearly no one in front of him.
Lu Yin was horrified. Lance had attacked the right spot—Bai Ling really was there in that empty space.
The palm shadow was suddenly wrapped in countless lines and weakened layer by layer. Bai Ling stepped out of the void and glanced down, her eyes widening slightly. Strange things appeared wherever sounds rang out across the battlefield. The sounds had taken physical form, then exploded. The blasts brought more than destructive force; they carried an indescribable sensation, as if tearing the body apart.
Lu Yin was caught in the explosions too. That force tearing at the flesh was Essence, Qi, and Spirit. Bai Ling excelled at attacks on Essence, Qi, and Spirit; her techniques were hidden within the sounds she manifested, making them impossible to defend against. What was more, she had attacked the entire battlefield at once.
In an instant, countless cultivators went blank-eyed and collapsed stiffly to the ground.
They included cultivators from both the Cangmang Continent and the Sixth Continent.
Lu Yin was horrified. So this was—Human Traces Extermination.
Lance was furious. That brief opening had caused unimaginable losses, yet he couldn't stop Bai Ling.
However, Bai Ling's attacks were useless against him too. She couldn't defeat him either.
The effects of Bai Ling's attack left Lu briefly numb. The Corpse Picker suddenly struck, a hunched figure appearing behind him as he raised his palm and brought it down. At the same time, Eight-pattern Battle Qi appeared.
The Sixth Continent disdained Battle Qi and domains, focusing instead on imprints. Lu Yin hadn't expected the Corpse Picker to possess Eight-pattern Battle Qi. Caught off guard, he was struck on the arm and driven into