The sight sent a jolt of fear through him. Wen Qingye appeared to be walking on air, his steps illusory as he advanced, his hands coming together to form a seal.
He realized the other two had been nothing but a distraction, providing cover for Wen Qingye's real attack. The trio's true killing move was this Seal Technique.
At this thought, a chill ran down Luu Jing's spine.
The world around them seemed to fall into a sunless void. Darkness. Only an endless, heart-devouring darkness spread outward, consuming all.
Boundless gales raged as vast Primordial Qi surged into Wen Qingye's palms. To the horror and trepidation of all who watched, a Seal Technique gradually took form.
"Undying Seal Technique, Seventh Form! Fallen into the Cycle of Reincarnation and Never Return!"
As Wen Qingye enunciated each word, the sound of the Seal Technique tearing through the air instantly resounded. The black seal surged tempestuously toward Luu Jing.
