"So what if you know Space Slash? With the strength of a Seven-star Dou Sheng, how much of that dead Gongsun Nanxun's power can you possibly wield? Once this old man captures you and extracts your soul and refines your marrow, I'll learn the secrets of the Sword Clan's inheritance!"
At his words, a trace of deep-seated resentment and wariness flashed across Hun Ge's gaunt face. Clearly, his defeat at Gongsun Nanxun's hands back then had remained a thorn in his heart. With a furious shout, he swung his shriveled hand, and the pitch-black runes around him suddenly lit up as mournful wails instantly resounded through the sky!
"Myriad Souls Barrier!"
Countless twisted, illusory Soul Bodies frantically surged from his runes, tangling and crushing together. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a gray-black wall of souls thousands of feet tall before him. Countless faces struggled and howled upon its surface, emitting an icy, despairing aura that stabbed at the soul, as though it could taint every energy and soul it touched.
This was what made Hun Ge so troublesome. He used billions of collected and refined Remnant Souls to construct his defenses. Not only were they incomparably sturdy, but they could also erode an opponent's Dou Qi and soul. When ordinary strong individuals attacked it, their power would be tainted before it could even be neutralized, greatly reducing its might and possibly even causing the attack to backlash upon its user.
"Ancestor Nanxun could break your evil arts. So can I!" Liuli's beautiful eyes were cold and clear, without the slightest trace of fear.
She knew full well how powerful her opponent was, so she had to end this quickly with her strongest methods. If the battle dragged on, the gap in their cultivation would be magnified