The Divine Clan youth, dressed in splendid clothing, wielded corpse refining techniques with great authority, previously killing countless Human Clan beings.
It was terrifying.
Yet now, he was being overpowered by a little human girl.
The scene turned quietly still.
Who is she? What's her name?
How strange...
Never heard Wuji Sect had one so young.
"Corpse, corrode," Jing Yang said coldly, forming seals with his hands, as strands of divine radiance erupted, infinite in their mystery, pouring into the massive corpse.
In an instant, a bridge was formed between him and the corpse.
Jing Yang spoke cruelly, "A little girl dares to compete with me for glory?"
His figure moved swiftly, entering the corpse within a few steps.
The gigantic corpse rose at this moment, blood-red patterns flowed like blood, appearing eerie.
Roar!
The corpse let out an angry roar, its massive palm came crashing down.
