But his grasp came up empty.
Clearly, his Soul Skill had failed.
Unwilling to accept defeat, he unleashed the Soul Skill once more with increased intensity, causing the mysterious fluctuations to surge even more violently, spreading hundreds of miles out. Above Lake of Ten Thousand Spirits within this range, the winds and clouds morphed and black fog enveloped the heavens.
Then, he sharply pointed out once again.
However.
Beyond the violent spatial fluctuations in the Void, there was no other anomaly prompted by the Soul Skill.
"This is impossible."
His face immediately turned pale.
Just as he was about to unleash even stronger Soul Energy and elevate the Brilliant Extreme Sky Ming Soul-Stealing Technique by another level, his body trembled violently because a mysterious wave of power began to rise from Han Yi's body, then spread out, washing over him like ripples.
This wave was strangely familiar yet somehow alien.
