Yet this was not the end of Wu Mingyan's nightmare.
As the Yinsha Demon God's ultimate move, the Grand Bewitchment Curse was a technique of boundless versatility and exceptional danger. Should the bewitchment fail, it was highly likely to inflict a backlash.
Reflected by Wang Shouzhe's Dharma Image Phantom, the power of Heavenly Dao laws formed by the Grand Bewitchment Curse instead swept back toward Wu Mingyan.
Terror immediately appeared on Wu Mingyan's face, and she hurriedly tried to evade it.
But how could the power of the Grand Bewitchment Curse be so easily avoided?
The instant her body shifted slightly to dodge, the power of Heavenly Dao laws formed by the Grand Bewitchment Curse had already enveloped her, continuously seeping into the depths of her soul.
Had this soul belonged to the complete Yinsha Demon God, the outcome might have been hard to predict. But Wu Mingyan's soul was merely a splinter soul of the Yinsha Demon God. Though extraordinary in essence, its soul power was ultimately far too weak. How could it possibly withstand the Grand Bewitchment Curse's erosion?
Under the impact of the Grand Bewitchment Curse, the focus gradually faded from her wide eyes. In mere moments, she fell completely unconscious.
At the same time, the Dharma Image Phantom behind Wang Shouzhe gradually withdrew.
His gaze upon Wu Mingyan was rather complicated.
Though he had long expected the Devil Race to have all manner of methods, he had never imagined that the Yinsha Demon God had buried such a gigantic landmine.
The law power behind her move just now had been immensely profound, and it had come with the Yinsha Demon God's phantom. It was clearly no ordinary technique. Had he been struck by it, he would likely have been in serious trouble.
Fortunately, his divine soul