"Who goes there... pretending to be a ghost!"
Ao Ying fixed her gaze on the distant Sand Mountain, a trace of Killing Intent surging in her heart.
In her view.
This was nothing more than a Divine Power Technique she hadn't seen before.
As for the opponent.
Perhaps their Divine Soul Realm was above hers, but could they really be a Great Divine Ability User?
In any case, in the Ruins, a place devoid of Primordial Energy, recklessly displaying divine skills is an extremely foolish act.
Shua!
Ao Ying acted immediately, raising two fingers and pointing them together at her opponent.
A streak of blood shot out swiftly!
The wind and sand shattered.
The dim world was pierced by this thick blood light.
The figure standing like a stake at the foot of the mountain was pierced by the blood light and exploded on the spot.
"Did it succeed?"
Ao Ying squinted her eyes, her Heart Lake filled with uncertainty.
"No... something's not right!"
The next moment.
