A silver Soul Power Ball over a hundred meters across hurtled toward the area where Xiao Yi and Chen Xiaojun stood, bearing down with the force of utter annihilation, ready to swallow everything in endless silver light.
A flicker of regret crossed Xiao Yi's heart. She should not have been so eager to have Chen Xiaojun absorb the Soul Ring that she had plunged them into such peril.
It was too late for regret. She could only grit her teeth and brace herself for this fatal blow.
Among those fighting in the distance, Chen Chen, Chen Mu, Zhu Wuneng, and the others stared with eyes stretched nearly to bursting, their hearts burning with anxiety, yet they were powerless to help.
Chen Menglin, who had just broken through [Yue Shen's Realm], was equally frantic. He had barely escaped his predicament and rushed after them, only to see a new crisis descend upon his family.
At that moment, dazzling silver light suddenly blossomed from Xiao Yi's body. A black Soul Ring rippled outward from within her, as some power hidden inside her awakened.
Even so, before that enormous silver Soul Power Ball, it seemed utterly insignificant.
Just then, however, two exceptionally brilliant streaks of light flashed across the sky, one red and one green, closing in at tremendous speed.
Immediately afterward, a resonant voice thundered through the sky: "Fire-Merging Art! Eighth Soul Skill-Separation Fire Thunderstorm!"
It was Ma Zhibin's voice. His hands swept through the air, his Eighth Soul Ring blazing with black light as scorching flames and blinding lightning bathed his entire body.
An enormous magic formation materialized in the air behind him, and seven Separation Fire Pearls rapidly spiraled into his body.
Finally, Ma Zhibin transformed into a being of flame and lightning. He thrust both hands forward, and the