Out of nowhere, the vortex turned into a large hand. Even after the Shura King unleashed his martial soul avatar, he was pulled toward Yuanen Yehui instantly.
It was as if the Shura King ran into Yuanen Yehui's punch of his own accord. The punch hit the Blood Lion avatar on the shoulder. It was a silent hit. There was no explosion nor was anyone sent flying. However, in that instant, the Shura King felt his innards agitated. Then, he saw the fist's shadow.
Yuanen Yehui's body turned illusory in an instant. Her initially slow-moving body moved like a butterfly that flitted through a field of flowers. The fist's shadow enshrouded everything and instantly covered the Blood Lion avatar from head to tail.
The figures shot past each other. A strange buzzing sound came from the Shura King's body. Shortly after, his Blood Lion avatar shattered. Severed limbs covered the skies, and the bloody mist spread everywhere.
