A vicious smile curled across Lin Yi's lips.
The viscous Divine River Ode followed close behind, coating the Soul Severing Art and mingling its original Dead Silence Qi with a dense, bone-chilling cold.
"You brat!"
Seeing that their warnings had done nothing, Zhan Li's subordinates immediately lunged at Lin Yi in Soul Body form.
The combined assault of more than a dozen Dark Star experts was terrifying, even if those experts were only in Soul Body form.
Even Gongshu De, faced with such an assault, could only devote one hundred and twenty percent of his attention and cautiously respond with all his combat power.
But who was Lin Yi? He was someone who had inherited the Divine Power of the Lord of Ten Thousand Souls.
Since he could force a target's soul out of its body, he naturally had absolute confidence in dealing with a soul's counterattack.
With a thought, Falling Heart Flame appeared beside Lin Yi. At his command, it transformed into a massive net of fire and swiftly closed in on the Soul Bodies of the sixteen experts.
Ordinary flames, regardless of their color, meant nothing to these Anxing experts so long as the Divine Power contained within them was neither powerful nor dense enough. In their eyes, flames unsupported by an immense amount of Divine Power posed no threat whatsoever.
They simply chose to ignore the Falling Heart Flame's net.
However, the instant they came into contact with it, they regretted it.
The transparent flames, which appeared ready to gutter out at any moment, radiated an utterly terrifying heat!
The instant their Soul Bodies touched the fire net, unprecedented pain followed. The sensation of their soul origins being continuously torn away was no exaggeration to call the most extreme torture. Even though their physical bodies were under