"Howl!"
Behind the foul-smelling yellow water, pain suddenly appeared on the already grotesque face of the Nether King Realm zombie, and a howl tore from his mouth.
As he jerked his head up, his Divine Sense swept over the blurred figure that had just stepped onto the "crest" of the foul yellow water.
This person's soul attack could not force his soul from his body and into reincarnation, yet it still caused him pain. This time, the agony was far worse than before.
But that was all. With a thought, the zombie was about to command the foul yellow water to coil around his body as a defense.
The short-haired youth's intent was obvious. He intended to unleash another powerful physical attack, one that would inflict far greater harm upon him.
His reaction had already been swift, but Li Yan's speed was absurdly faster. The appearance of that foul yellow water had instead created a brief empty space in the air before Li Yan.
This allowed his speed to be fully unleashed. At the instant the foul yellow water curled back, the Nether King Realm zombie had actually already been affected by the soul art.
The blurred figure he had seen with his Divine Sense atop the "wave crest" had merely been Li Yan's afterimage.
Seizing that fleeting instant, Li Yan appeared at the zombie's side.
Without hesitation, he raised his hand like a blade and brought it down. A heavy hand-blade strike slashed toward the other party's broad back!
Li Yan had not aimed this strike at the opponent's head or neck. Places that could kill easily were often also the places cultivators guarded most carefully.
He had waited with great difficulty for this chance. If this strike missed, then once the opponent discovered the secret of his speed,