"Go ahead and attack." Palace Lord Ba Yun carried himself with the bearing of an elder.
Dongbo Xueying smiled faintly and flicked his sleeve.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh... A full sixteen black shuttles flew one after another toward Palace Lord Ba Yun, reaching him in an instant. Only then did each black shuttle erupt with terrifying power, each transforming into a hazy phantom, its interior faintly collapsing into a chaotic hole. Even beneath the laws of the Sacred Realm, they could make the void collapse into chaotic holes—their might was evident.
"Didn't you say that the essence of the Killing Dao lies in accumulation? This should count as 'release,' shouldn't it?" Palace Lord Ba Yun struck with only one palm. His hand almost instantly became a blur as it struck in rapid succession...