Spirit Pagoda's Probe

The light needles moved too fast for the naked eye to follow. Each one contained the Radiant King Dragon's Divine Judgment Power, capable not only of piercing flesh but also of incinerating evil.

Where the light reached, shadows had nowhere to hide.

More than a dozen shadow clones were pierced by the light needles at once, releasing soft popping sounds like bursting bubbles. Those clones dissipated into the air like punctured phantoms, leaving no trace behind.

All disguises had been stripped away.

Ye Chen emerged from a patch of shadow. His black fitted attire gave off a muted sheen beneath the sunlight, and his lean frame swayed slightly in the air. His narrow dark-purple eyes were filled with shock as he stared at the youth enveloped in golden light overhead, immense disbelief churning within him.

He truly had not expected his target to possess such terrifying power.

The Spirit Pagoda's intelligence had clearly stated that this youth named Zhong Shenxiu was merely a five-ring Soul King. Though he came from a reclusive family, his personal cultivation was not considered particularly high.

Qiangu Dongfeng had sent him only to tail and monitor Zhong Shenxiu, and to strike and test him if a suitable opportunity arose.

What fucking five-ring Soul King's soul skill had this kind of power?!

Countless thoughts surged through Ye Chen's mind, but his hands did not stop. His body swayed gently within the shadows as Shadow Power flowed around him. Bringing his hands together, he condensed a pitch-black blade of light in his palms and swung it toward the beams of light shooting at him.

The black blade light collided with the golden beams, producing a piercing grinding sound. The beams were severed and scattered into fragments in the air, while the black blade light shattered at the