As the Lord of the Sinful Path's voice rang out, specks of faint light surged from all around like dark undercurrents of a tide, crashing endlessly toward the four of them.
The instant they struck Fairy Yun Hua's enormous net-shaped Magical Treasure, they dispersed directly, just like the densely packed phantom evil spirits from the darkness before.
Yet these specks of light were clearly far stronger than those phantom evil spirits from before.
In but the time it took to flick a finger, the Magical Treasure sustained by Fairy Yun Hua had developed one breach after another.
Vast amounts of ghostly qi flooded into the area covered by the Magical Treasure, swallowing the spiritual qi within and pressing toward Su Shi'er and the others.
At the sight, Su Shi'er's pupils contracted, and his heartstrings drew taut.
The Lord of the Sinful Path's strength was unfathomable. If the ghostly qi eroded its way over, the strength they could wield would inevitably be diminished by several degrees.
Su Shi'er silently gathered his power, yet did not rush to act. A considerable portion of his attention remained fixed on Ren Yunzong and Fairy Yun Hua beside him.
As the saying went, when the sky fell, the tall ones held it up.
With Sect Master Ren Yunzong and Fairy Yun Hua, two half-step Out of Body stage cultivators, present, it was not yet his turn to panic.
No sooner had the thought arisen in Su Shi'er's mind than Fairy Yun Hua made her move.
Before the ghostly qi could rush before them, Fairy Yun Hua swept her arms through the air, her long sleeves dancing. A flash of Radiant Light gleamed before her, and an ancient zither wrapped in Radiant Light hovered in midair before her.
As her arms danced, her slender jade fingers