Bang! Bang! Bang!
After a pause of less than a second, Li Su and Bone Spirit clashed once more.
The intensity was unprecedented, far beyond imagination.
Li Su's spirit body extended a hand—no, rather, formed hands. One hand was red lightning, the other blue lightning.
The instant the red lightning appeared, it seemed to be endowed with life, transforming into tiny snakes that slithered about on their own.
They possessed incomparably keen senses, spreading across Li Su's entire body as they continuously roamed.
In the blink of an eye, hundreds of thunderflames erupted on their own, latching onto some "object" that even spiritual perception could not catch, setting it ablaze and scorching it with marks.
At the same time, there was blue lightning.
Like droplets of water scattered downward, they slowly drifted toward Bone Spirit.
Of course, that slowness was only relative, magnified by perception. From the moment they were seen to the moment they reached Bone Spirit, the entire process took less than a tenth of a second.
Then they exploded.
They rippled like splashing water, yet lightning flashed within. The range was not large, but the destructive force was terrifying. Even the air was torn apart, vibrating and splitting within it.
An attack like this would probably injure her even if she possessed an actual physical body.
Faced with Li Su's defense and counterattack, Bone Spirit's mind trembled, and the phantom within her spirit body shifted several times.
Invisible hands appeared, seizing the blue lightning before it could reach her and snuffing it out.
Lightning was no stranger to her. It could be called the most common energy in heaven and earth, and Daoist practitioners of the Mystical Gate especially favored it—not merely because it was tremendously powerful and spectacular, but more importantly because the power of thunder