Lin Mu had suspected that the Baleful Corpse Tar was more than just corrupted energy. It was something unnatural, something formed from the blending of life and death. Still, if the twins could recreate it, even partially, it would save them from countless complications.
"Can you make it?" Lin Mu asked, his voice calm but hopeful.
The twins looked at each other and smiled mischievously.
"We can try," they said in perfect synchronization.
The air around them began to change as Xiao Yin inhaled deeply.
Her body exhaled a dense stream of dark gray-black mist, cold and heavy, suffused with Yin Qi. The mist spread through the air like fog on a winter morning. At the same time, Xiao Yang's body began to glow white, and from his mouth came a bright stream of pure white vapor, radiating the warmth of pure Yang Qi.
When the two streams met, the air rippled.
HUALA
