Wei Ting's fingers hooked into a claw, mimicking Mei Chaofeng's Nine Yin White Bone Palm, she bypassed Ahqing directly and grabbed for Yu Dandan's top of the skull.
However, frustratingly, she was a bit shorter than Yu Dandan, with her arms raised high, fingers pointing downwards, she even had to tiptoe slightly.
That golden ray of light that had been lingering beside Ahqing had already penetrated from outside the wall. When Wei Ting's fingers struck, it shot towards her like an arrow, puncturing her pale palm instantly, blood gushed forth!
The sudden fierce attack replaced the words on her lips with a scream of agony.
Wei Ting quickly stepped back, firmly grasping her palm. Besides a blood hole that was gushing blood, there was nothing in the center of her palm. The golden, finger-like object from before had now vanished without a trace.
