A Morning Star Legendary-grade wraith shrieked and charged Huo Ling without regard for its life, trying to hold him back for a while.
But Huo Ling did not even spare it a glance. When the wraith reached his side, blazing hellfire ignited around his arm, and with a single slap, he sent it flying.
Then, the two soul blades hovering beside Huo Ling shot out at high speed, cutting the Void Wraith into pieces in an instant.
Now that Huo Ling had mastered the method, dealing with these low-grade Void Wraiths was simply too easy.
Only Radiant Moon-grade Void Wraiths were slightly more troublesome to handle, but they were hardly a major problem.
Huo Ling showed no intention of slowing down. Ahead of him, that Solar-grade Void Wraith was still fleeing.
Its condition had already become dire. Its body had grown even more illusory, and cracks covered its entire form.
Those cracks had clearly not formed naturally. Huo Ling had carved them out with his soul blades.
The row of fin-like limbs on the Void Wraith's body had already vanished. They had all been cut off by Huo Ling during the earlier battle.
Huo Ling suddenly flashed forward, closing the distance to the Void Wraith once more. Then he stretched out his hand.
Solar Legend: Soul Prison!
A massive prison once again trapped the Solar Void Wraith at its center.
"Hisss!"
Like a mad thing, the Void Wraith repeatedly slammed into the Soul Prison. Cracks quickly appeared across it before a fierce impact shattered it, allowing the wraith to break free.
But that was enough time for Huo Ling to cast new spells.
Solar Legend: Soul Strike!
Solar Legend: Soul Severance!
"Hisss!"
The Void Wraith shrieked in agony. Fresh wounds appeared across its body, and now it no longer had