Before the chilling and grim voice faded, Shui Ying was already charging forward and was shrouded in a dazzling but terrifying blue glow.

Boom!

He made a grabbing motion in the air and, as the air exploded, a giant invisible hand enveloped Lin Xun’s body. 

Before the attack struck Lin Xun, a terrifying blast of wind had already ruffled his hair and he felt piercing pain in his skin like it had been frozen. 

He looked terrified as he stood rooted to the spot.

The wooden hut exploded into pieces and Shui Ying had completely broken out. The series of movements had happened at an unbelievable speed.

Other cultivators likely wouldn’t have been able to react in time to the series of movements.

However, Lin Xun remained calm and composed without budging an inch. He fixed his dark eyes on the destroyed wooden hut, looking a little unusual.

Shui Ying was a sharp-witted, vigilant and experienced expert, so Lin Xun’s extremely subtle but unusual action didn’t escape his attention.

Could that guy still have a trick up his sleeve?

Just as the thought flashed into...