A vast amount of light spiritual energy surged rapidly into Song Qingyuan's right palm. In the span of a single breath, his entire right hand had turned the color of jade. Unlike the last time he had used the Bright Light Palm, however, no terrifying aura emanated from his hand this time. All of its power was completely restrained, with only faintly visible ripples of distorted space around the edge of his palm—a sign that the spell's power had been condensed to the extreme.
Without further hesitation, Song Qingyuan's entire body transformed into a streak of white light. Concealed within the wildly surging light spiritual energy of the Four Red Yang Formation, he launched a killing attack at the Human Path's back!
Even at this point, the Human Path, trapped amid the endless white radiance, still looked utterly lost. His pale purple, ripple-patterned Rinnegan swept across the surroundings, yet he could neither see the situation around him nor detect Song Qingyuan's whereabouts. He did not know that Song Qingyuan had already closed to within a hundred meters of him, and the assassination could come at any moment.
It was then that the bewildered Human Path finally moved. Yet instead of evading, he took out a large number of strange hidden weapons from his storage ring and hurled them madly in every direction.
Song Qingyuan, who had been about to strike, was startled by the Human Path's actions. He thought the Human Path had discovered him, but a cold smile soon appeared at the corner of his mouth.
The Human Path's wide-area barrage of hidden weapons was not an attack at all. He merely wanted to force Song Qingyuan, concealed in the light, to reveal himself through this method. This only further proved that the Human Path had not discovered Song