Ji Luo knew this residual soul was terrifying and immediately employed Great Divine Power, the Displacement Blade.
This was a Divine Will Ability, simulating spatial dislocation with blade light to tear apart everything in its path.
Ji Luo, being an expert, knew that Divine Will Abilities were most effective against residual souls.
Ding Huan saw clearly; the residual soul's figure evidently had not noticed that a strong opponent was hiding near the Protecting Array for an ambush.
In merely a fleeting moment, the dislocated blade lights had already shredded the residual soul into fragments.
Subsequently, the ethereal shadow grew increasingly weakened.
Yet Ding Huan's Dusk Drum did not cease.
Dong-dong-dong!
The drumbeats continued to fill the space.
The space, once desolate and forlorn, was now tinged with a twilight hue.
Under such desolate twilight, the drumbeats exuded a rhythm of despair.
The aura of despair permeated through the air instantly.
