"Splat!"
A pillar of blood-colored mist pierced through the upper back of the Evil Ghost, shooting up tens of meters into the sky. His heart was extracted, crushed like a balloon.
Bai Xiao slowly raised his right arm, piercing through as if it were an iron rod, lifting it into the air. His face was cold, with a merciless indifference in his eyes.
"You... you..."
The high-ranking Evil Ghost, blood oozing from his mouth, mumbled incoherently.
Fear filled his eyes as he looked at Bai Xiao.
"Die."
A soft voice, like a whisper, echoed.
"Riiip!!!"
Both arms pulled outward, the palms quivered.
The high-ranking Evil Ghost was torn in half at the chest by an immense force. Blood rained down, and shattered limbs flew apart endlessly.
"Whoosh!!!"
From the side.
The remaining two's attacks suddenly descended, terrifyingly powerful, forcefully blasting the area where Bai Xiao stood into a hundred-meter-deep pit.
With a rush, the gale dispersed.
