Even with her fifth soul skill, Purple Lightning Shadow-Splitting Kill, protecting her, the ice spikes still left wound after wound on Han Meng'er's body. Yet her eyes shone with persistence and resolve.
"Ice Seal Coffin!" Facing Han Meng'er's charge, Bingqin seemed to have anticipated the outcome long ago. Her zither rang out, and a huge coffin of ice descended from the sky, trapping Han Meng'er inside. This was Bingqin's strongest single-target control skill, Ice Seal Coffin. It created a coffin that could seal an enemy away, or enclose herself to serve as a defensive skill.
Rumble!
Inside the coffin, Han Meng'er's figure flickered in and out of view. The lightning shadows behind her instantly merged with her, and she slammed violently against the coffin, making it tremble again and again. Lightning spread across it, as though it might shatter at any moment.
Bingqin's gaze turned serious. One zither note rose and fell after another, while ice elements continually gathered from the air to reinforce the Ice Seal Coffin.
"Twilight!" Bingqin's third soul ring lit up as well.
Inside the coffin, Han Meng'er felt her body growing increasingly stiff. What had happened to the two defeated Soul Kings from Tianlong Academy was still vivid in her mind. If this continued, her defeat was certain. But how many Soul Kings did their academy still have left to field? And were they guaranteed to defeat this Control System Soul Master? Dou Ling had no way to retreat. Han Meng'er squeezed her eyes shut with difficulty. The next moment, dazzling lightning burst from her body-or, more precisely, from her left arm.
"Explode!" Han Meng'er's eyes snapped open, her expression twisted as though her body were enduring unimaginable pain. But alongside the pain in her eyes was unwavering resolve.
Boom!
An incomparably brilliant white light