Senior Brother Yan of the Ghost Soul Sect soon noticed Li Ling's arrival. Unhurriedly, he summoned his flying sword and slashed fiercely ahead.
Wu You's incarnation did not dodge at all. He charged straight into the blade, and in an instant, sword qi thrust out, forcing Senior Brother Yan to retreat in alarm instead.
An inch closer, and that strike would have pierced him through.
"What the hell is this thing?"
Senior Brother Yan could not help cursing. He faintly sensed yin baleful qi within it.
This incarnation did indeed share many similarities with a ghost cultivator's yin body, but the fundamental difference was that the baleful energy forming it was far thinner. Its defensive strength and solidity were both vastly inferior.
However, it recovered with effortless ease. As long as its essence remained intact, it could readily re-form.
True ghost cultivators, on the other hand, used vast quantities of yin baleful qi accumulated over long years as their fleshly bodies. Their defenses were strong and their reserves deep, but cultivation and recovery were also difficult.
Senior Brother Yan swung several more times. Not only did he fail to injure Li Ling, he was driven into a corner beside an enormous boulder. He immediately leaped up and formed a hand seal, strange spiritual fluctuations emerging from his body.
"Ghost-Seizing Command, Suppressing Character Art!"
Boom!
The spiritual rhythm produced a powerful resonance, stirring Li Ling's soul and giving him a sensation like being suppressed by the Soul-Suppressing Xun.
An ordinary ghost cultivator or a specter formed from yin baleful qi would probably have been violently shaken by this attack, perhaps even immobilized on the spot.
But Li Ling felt only a light breeze against his face. Even his hand did not pause as he continued to fling out a strand of