SIZZLE! SIZZLE! SIZZZLE!
Golden threads crisscrossed the air. Wherever they passed, the Evil Spirits looked as if they had been lashed by a flaming whip. When a thread struck a blood-striped area, a deep burn mark would appear, causing the creature's movements to stiffen. But if it swept across an area without blood stripes, the Golden Fire thread would sever the Evil Spirit's limb outright!
But the truly terrifying part wasn't the Golden Fire threads generated from his Force—it was Zhao Xuanqi's hands!
Slicing!!
As his palms swept by, the lolling tongues of the three blood-striped Formless Yin Spirits were all severed, evaporating into Yin Qi. A Four-armed Yaksha tried to block with its two blood-striped arms, only for both to be sliced clean off. The Blood-striped Cyan-faced Ghost was struck in the neck by one of Zhao Xuanqi's sweeps, and amid a fierce sizzling sound, its large head flew high into the air.
