A pond of clear water need only be touched by the slightest bit of this foul water to produce the marvelous effect of one rat ruining an entire pot of soup, inflicting immense damage on the soul of whoever faced this wraith and causing them to lose all combat strength.
Illusions constantly appeared before Lin Qi's eyes, and the countless visions and screams crushed him until he could barely breathe. Even with the formidable strength of a five-star Imperial Soldier and the confidence of a high-tier High-God, he was still tormented into a miserable state by this tiny wraith. Only now did Lin Qi understand why, when the Burial Ground and Curse Spirit Ancient Mausoleum joined forces, they could deal the gods the devastating blow Ashmier had described.
Two clusters of golden divine flame rose from Lin Qi's pupils. Silently chanting the Sand Fox Clan's incantation for spiritual attacks, he formed a terrifying mental impact within his sea of consciousness. Then, amid a horrifying thunderclap at the soul level, an invisible, traceless bolt of golden lightning split from his eyes. Ordinary people could not see even a trace of it; only the undead could.
The enormous wraith was struck by the golden lightning. With a muffled boom, the lower half of her body abruptly exploded, spraying viscous luminous mist in every direction. As if she sensed the coming of doomsday, an incomparably distorted rune suddenly appeared within her body—a savage, sinister face composed of hundreds of beautiful female faces smashed flat. The miserable green evil rune flickered for a moment, then abruptly exploded.
A colorless, invisible Soul Impact swept across the battlefield. Skeleton monsters within a hundred-mile radius collapsed at the same time. Even the terrifyingly powerful Skeleton Kings and Skeleton Emperors had the ghostfire in their eyes flicker wildly,