Rumble!
Xin Shiniang sprang into the air and stared at the sight before her in shock. Amid an earth-shaking roar, several mountains were dragged underground.
A vast abyss split the earth open. An aura that made even her heart quail surged out, scattering the clouds across the sky and sending ripples spreading in every direction.
"Is that... the aura of a Divine Ability Practitioner?"
Xin Shiniang was deeply alarmed, worry in her eyes.
She had only guessed that Hong Yuan possessed the power of a Divine Ability Practitioner. She could not be certain.
Just as unease gripped her, her expression abruptly changed. She flashed aside with astonishing speed, leaving an afterimage behind.
Pop!
A great hand reached out of thin air and pierced the afterimage from behind like lightning. It burst with a crisp sound, like a popping bubble.
The strike missed, but the assault did not stop. True essence surged over the hand as it swept toward the spot where Xin Shiniang had dodged, fierce as thunder.
A red blur flickered. Xin Shiniang split into hundreds upon thousands of figures, darting left and right with unpredictable footwork. In less than half a breath, the great hand launched nearly a thousand attacks, yet she evaded every one by a hair's breadth.
She spread both sleeves. Two streaks of clear light shot out and wove a net of swords before her. It twisted through the air and shredded the hand of true essence.
Powerful true essence spilled outward, making the air explode. Xin Shiniang was driven back by the recoil and beckoned with one small hand.
The two short swords swept back and whirled around her, laying down layer upon layer of sword nets. But her expression did not relax in the slightest as she looked at the middle-aged Confucian scholar