“Don’t worry about me, teacher. Worry about yourself!”0

Emperor Jing Run said smilingly, “Now, please die.”0

As soon as Emperor Jing Run finished, yin lightning slithered around the Bronze Like Tree like serpents or dragons, and dark wind howled like a raging river.0

The lightning was no ordinary lightning. It was something called the Bone Scraping Yin Lightning. If it struck a mountain, then the mountain would collapse. If it struck the water, then the water would dry up. If it struck a tree, the tree would wither. If it struck the flesh, the flesh would scorch black. And if it struck the bone, the bone would disintegrate. It was a first class yin lightning in Fengdu.0

The wind was no ordinary wind either. It was the Soul Scattering Nether Wind. It could not stir the water, rustle the leaves, or even kick up the dust, but it could befuddle the spirit in one breeze, send a mind flying in one gust, and scatter the soul in one concentrated blow. It was also a first class yin wind in the...0