"Who on earth is attacking? How can they leave neither shape nor trace?"
While Li Ling reflected, Immortal Long and the others had already retreated more than a hundred zhang, horror filling their hearts.
They looked around as they withdrew, yet found no trace of their enemy.
A Nascent Soul's spirit soul was unlike ordinary yin spirits and ghosts, which contained large amounts of yin-yang gang baleful energy and the energies of the five elements.
It was pure spirit, so the fewer impurities it contained, the harder it was for others to detect.
Li Ling's soul was exceptionally powerful in essence, far beyond an ordinary Nascent Soul's. Immortal Long and the others knew someone was there, yet could do nothing about it.
Li Ling's figure drifted, and a single spatial shift brought him behind them.
Immortal Long's hair stood on end.
The danger he sensed grew ever more intense, almost becoming a tangible blade that sliced at his skin.
Yet he still could not perceive it!
Only the instant Li Ling struck did he realize with a start that the attack came from behind.
Golden radiance flared over Immortal Long. His body flew backward like a cannonball and slammed heavily into the mound below.
Attacking as a newly advanced Nascent Soul, Li Ling unleashed an offensive far too fierce for him to withstand.
It seemed he was about to follow in Han Xiuguang's footsteps and die beneath Li Ling's palm.
Hai Zhenming stepped forward, placing his own body in the path of Immortal Long's backward flight.
This Dragon Palace demon king, whom Li Ling had met once before, proved to be a loyal soul. At the critical moment, he stepped forward without hesitation to die for Immortal Long.
Li Ling's follow-up strike landed on him.
Gang baleful energy condensed into