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At that same instant-Xiao Yi was controlling the distant wooden rings binding Ye Wuhuan and the others when her fingertips trembled almost imperceptibly.
Deep within her star-like black eyes, as still as an ancient well, a faint crimson tint quietly spread.
An immense, crushing, icy sorrow burst forth!
Her breath caught sharply, and even the circulation of Soul Power throughout her body stiffened. The resilient green walls of the enormous wooden rings imprisoning Ye Wuhuan and his four companions quivered almost imperceptibly, their binding force weakening a fraction in an instant.
Sorrow!
This was the deepest-reaching of the Seven Emotions Poison.
Unfortunately, no one could glimpse the expression behind that dark azure veil, nor hear the soundless lament from the ocean depths drowning her mind.
Only Xiao Yi herself knew what was churning in the depths of her soul.
For half a breath, the green light flowing over the wooden rings lost some of its vitality.
The Infinite Hall Team strangled its foes in a pincer grip, while Xiao Yi picked them off one by one.
It all happened in a flash!
The instant subtle cracks quietly spread across the wooden rings-
A cold gleam condensed in Ye Wuhuan's pupils. The enormous Hundred Ghosts Night Parade Diagram behind him suddenly unfurled and churned. Countless twisted, anguished ghostly figures howled as they converged at its center. A gigantic claw formed of pure shadow, wreathed in dense Netherworld death energy, thrust out with a thunderous surge. Black mist that devoured light streamed from its tips as it plunged straight into the green ring's inner wall-
"Third Soul Skill: Soul-Devouring Ghost Claw!"
Hiss-
The instant the pitch-black talons dug into the verdant wood, a piercing sizzle erupted.
The gentle