[As strands of light continually coalesce, Xiao Ying's figure is gradually shrouded in a silver-white radiance. The silver-white robe armor takes shape, its corners lightly lifted, revealing a faint phoenix pattern.]
["To kill you all, I only need ten seconds."]
[Xiao Ying slightly raises his gaze, the silver-white robe armor shining brilliantly on his body. The strands of light finally condense into a pair of phoenix wing-like shoulder guards on his shoulders, gently quivering, scattering silver glimmers.]
[His aura suddenly changes, his previously unremarkable posture amongst cosmic beings now stands like a mountain, exuding an aloof Grandmaster demeanor.]
["Yan Sect!! Since you're so eager to die! I'll grant your wish!"]
[Ghost Child first froze, then erupted with anger, the playful look on his face instantly replaced by a ferocious expression.]
