The empress’s voice resonated in Li Yao’s mind.
[Get ready.]
Li Yao raised her hands skyward, and the weather transformed instantly. Dark clouds materialized across the once-clear sky, spreading across the battlefield. Lightning began crackling through the clouds.
The sect masters paused their assault, eyes drawn upward. They exchanged glances, wondering what Li Yao was planning. Even the cult leader stopped to observe what was happening.
A smirk crossed the cult leader’s face. Was she intending to join the fight now that he had sustained some injuries? Despite the wounds inflicted by the combined might of the sect masters, he knew he still had plenty of power in reserve.
Above him, the clouds condensed into a particularly dense formation. A massive lightning bolt, thick as a tree trunk and blindingly bright, formed and hurtled downward, aimed directly at the cult leader.
"Is this your move?" he mocked, raising his hand confidently to catch the attack.
But before the lightning could reach him, something unexpected happened. The cult leader’s body suddenly stiffened. His expression froze mid-sneer, then twisted into one of pure agony. A gut-wrenching scream tore from his throat as he clutched his head with both hands, howling in pain.
The sound was so terrible, so primal, that even the subordinates fighting below ceased their battles, all eyes drawn to the spectacle unfolding in the sky.
[NOW!] the Empress commanded.
In an instant, the lightning bolt that had been descending toward the screaming cult leader vanished—and in its place appeared Li Yao, materializing directly before her enemy. Without hesitation, she slapped a talisman against his forehead.
Their eyes met. Li Yao’s gaze was cold and determined; the cult leader’s was filled with dawning horror. Despite his agony, he desperately reached for the talisman, fingers clawing to remove it before activation.
But it was too late.
The talisman ignited with power. Inside his spiritual sea, a blinding white light erupted, spreading outward in consuming waves that erased everything in its path. It is said that having one’s soul destroyed was the most excruciating experience possible—and now the cult leader was experiencing this torment for the second time. Still weakened from the first soul shock that had struck his clone, he couldn’t react quickly enough to protect his soul from this critical blow.
Rage filled him. No! He refused to let it end like this!
Li Yao and the others had already retreated to a safe distance, watching the cult leader’s torment with wary eyes. The sect masters trembled at the sight, making mental notes never to provoke Li Yao in the future. What power could reduce the mighty cult leader to this state?
Eventually, the cult leader’s screams subsided. He hung suspended in the air, motionless, silent. Then, fine cracks began appearing across his skin, spreading like a spiderweb across his face and exposed arms.
[That’s not good,] the Empress observed, her tone concerned.
"Why? What’s happening? Didn’t the talisman work?" Li Yao asked, confusion evident in her voice.
[It worked, but...] the Empress began.
"But what?" Li Yao pressed impatiently.
[Although it worked, it wasn’t as effective as we had expected,] the Empress explained. [It seems that the cult leader isn’t so simple. He actually has a mutated soul.]
"What’s that?" Li Yao asked.
[It’s a special kind of soul...] the Empress started to elaborate, but seeing Li Yao’s expression, she abbreviated her explanation. [Just know that it’s stronger than a normal soul, so the talisman didn’t deal as much damage as we would’ve liked.]
The Empress thought to herself that normally, such a powerful soul shock would have completely obliterated the soul, either killing the target outright or reducing them to a mindless husk. She hadn’t anticipated this outcome. No wonder this cultivator had so easily dominated others in the same realm.
[But it’s not all bad,] she continued, and Li Yao paid close attention. [With this amount of damage to his soul, he can’t mobilize true qi.]
[This would’ve been easy to deal with, but it seems that the other sect masters aren’t faring all that better,] the Empress observed.
Li Yao glanced at their allies. The prolonged battle had clearly taken its toll. Despite their impressive showing, the sect masters were visibly exhausted, their combat power significantly diminished. Although they had been receiving a steady supply of recovery pills, such common pills were insufficient for experts of their caliber. They would need at least fifth-grade pills to properly restore their strength.
"Since he can’t use true qi, it should be all about body refining then, right? I’ll take him on," Li Yao declared confidently.
[Well, it’s not that simple,] the Empress cautioned.
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