Utter nonsense!
Xin Zui gritted his teeth. If he hadn't inexplicably lost half his strength, he wouldn't believe Han Yu could so easily block his Light Fixing Skill.
Night Parade of Hundred Demons!
Also using a Ghost Series Cultivation Technique, bizarre phenomena manifested continuously in Xin Zui's hands, with fierce ghosts emerging relentlessly, and the menacing Ghostly Realm devouring the void—a scene of Purgatory.
Learned nothing from the past!
Han Yu sneered. Daring to play with fierce ghosts in front of him, a sea of fire rolled like waves. In the next moment, he advanced alongside the fire.
Light Fixing Spell!
A beam of light suddenly descended from the sky, trying to trap him.
Yet it was stubbornly withstood within the phantom of a giant wood, like shade blocking out the blazing sun. By the time it reached Han Yu, only strands of light remained.
The sea of fire continued to tug at the Ghostly Realm as Han Yu advanced, reaching Xin Zui within a few breaths.
