"You..."
Lin Xi and Xiao Linyue stared ahead in utter horror, disbelief mingling with their shock.
With a casual toss, Li Chen sent the two intact brains flying into the air, where they hovered beside him like flying discs.
"Neither of you specializes in the path of the primordial spirit. At least a fair portion of your magic power and Dao fruits resides in your bodies. How does it feel to lose your brains?"
Lin Xi's expression changed, and Swordlight shot out of the void, heading straight for Li Chen.
Almost simultaneously, Xiao Linyue unleashed her own divine ability. Moonlight Frost condensed into an icy gleam, as though even the void would freeze before it.
Li Chen kept smiling and stood unmoving, letting the swordlight and frost pass straight through his body before he gradually vanished.
"He's gone!"
"Even our divine sense can't detect him at all. What kind of secret art is this?"
Desperate to reclaim their bodies, the two hurried forward in their primordial spirit forms, intending to possess them again. But in the blink of an eye, Lin Xi's expression changed drastically.
He felt a sharp, agonizing pain in his abdomen. At some point, a wound pierced by a pointed spike had appeared in his primordial spirit form.
At that hair's-breadth moment, a flash of inspiration came to him, and he dodged to the side.
Nothing happened at all.
But Lin Xi understood that he had very likely evaded a fatal attack. His opponent was lurking nearby, and he could sense him only through intuition.
Xiao Linyue asked in astonishment, "Is this his secret art? Why has the Immortal Alliance never reported it?"
Lin Xi made an immediate decision. "Forget all that. Get out of here!"
As he spoke, his primordial spirit drew on its connection to