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Those black-clad figures darted through the claw shadows as if strolling through a garden. Their bodies shifted between solid form and smoke, completely ignoring physical attacks.

Wu Siduo grew more alarmed with every exchange.

All of her attacks had missed?

What kind of martial soul was this?

The instant she lost focus, three streams of black smoke attacked from three directions at once, condensing into three palms that struck toward her back.

Wu Siduo had no time to dodge and could only activate the White Tiger Body Barrier.

A golden Soul Power shield formed around her, enhancing her defenses.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three muffled impacts rang out almost simultaneously.

Wu Siduo's body jolted violently. The White Tiger Body Barrier shook intensely, several cracks appearing across it. Her face turned slightly pale; she had clearly taken a heavy blow.

Such powerful force!

Every one of these black-clad figures had at least the strength of a Soul Elder. Moreover, they coordinated seamlessly and attacked in strange, unpredictable ways, making them impossible to guard against.

Ye Xinglan's situation was slightly better.

With the Stargod Sword in hand, her sword intent was incomparably fierce.

First Soul Skill, Sword God Star!

A dazzling beam of starlight shot from her sword tip toward one of the black-clad figures. The air itself tore apart wherever the starlight passed.

The black-clad figure tried to repeat his old trick, turning into black smoke to evade it.

But this time, he had miscalculated.

The starlight struck the black smoke and unexpectedly triggered a violent reaction. The smoke hissed as a large portion of it was dissolved by the starlight.

"Hm?"

The black-clad figure let out a startled cry and re-formed, his face somewhat pale.

Light-attribute attacks restrained them?

Ye Xinglan's eyes lit up.

It worked!

She no longer hesitated, unleashing