Such a frantic and violent storm whipped through the Ghost Abyss Forest—a place already littered with broken branches and fallen leaves—turning it into an even greater mess. As the Ghost King hiding in the shadows went berserk, the entire Ghost Abyss Forest began to tremble. The bone-deep chill grew even icier, freezing one's very soul.
However, Li Dai's soul had already endured the scorching torture of the Black Yan Sacred Fire; she had already experienced the ultimate heat that was hardest to bear. Now, this feeling of cold did not even reach one percent of what she had suffered back then, so she was able to bear it completely.
As she once again unleashed her Illusionary God Duoming, tens of thousands of illusory needles surrounded the location of the Ghost King at an even faster speed. Li Dai suddenly soared into the air, her hands moving in a rapid succession of flips as countless lifelike green vines grew from her palms, forming layers of giant webs to envelop him.
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