บท 639: The Last Match

That dazzling light was bright and holy as it enveloped many things and silently blossomed and spread.

The half-finger that was about to disappear suddenly lit up and turned into a palm. That palm then lightly landed on the Nine Soul-Catching Talisman.

Buzz!

A loud buzzing sound echoed throughout the air.

The Nine Soul-Catching Talisman was like accumulated snow that met with the start of spring as it rapidly melted.

When the liquid in the blood-colored string rapidly disappeared, its entire body became dry and weak. Then, it disappeared with the winds.

Xie Lingyang widened his eyes in shock as he looked at the scene in disbelief. How… How can this be? I clearly used all my strength and even increased my cultivation level to become an intermediate stage-six warrior. Why does the Nine Soul-Catching Talisman do nothing to Chu Liuyue? What… Where did her warrior technique come from?!