Is He Even Human?

A strange sound rang out.

A dazzling point of golden light gathered at the heart of the Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum.

"Eighth Soul Skill—Myriad Streams of Light!"

A thick golden beam shot from the flower's center, stirring a terrifying surge of energy through the surrounding air.

The next instant.

The beam hurtled straight toward Lin Ye.

Everywhere it passed...

Everything around it warped violently under the searing heat.

Lin Ye neither dodged nor retreated.

He let the golden beam rush straight at him.

"Hm?"

Yue Guan frowned slightly.

He was baffled.

Had this brat gone mad?

After all!

This was his Eighth Soul Skill.

Even a Super Douluo would not dare take it head-on, let alone an ordinary Soul Master.

Yue Guan's confusion lasted only the blink of an eye.

In the next instant.

At a thought from Lin Ye...

Brilliant golden light surfaced on his skin and enveloped his entire body.

"Boom!"

The golden beam slammed into him, yet caused no real harm.

The golden barrier around Lin Ye dissolved every surge of Soul Power. It did not even stir the hem of his clothes.

Just then.

Lin Ye shot forward.

He summoned the Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword back into his hand, and a sweeping arc of icy-white sword light streaked toward Yue Guan's throat.

"Hiss..."

Yue Guan's pupils contracted sharply.

Damage immunity?!

With his experience, he could tell that Lin Ye had just used a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone skill.

Well...

He had been on guard against Lin Ye's Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skills throughout the fight, but clearly, he had not prepared enough.

Fuck!

Not even in his dreams had he imagined Lin Ye possessed a divine skill that made him immune to damage. The sword energy caught him completely off guard.

At the last possible