When the seven powerful saber strikes slammed into Hong Yu, everyone held their breath.
"Did it work?"
"He has to die, that bastard…"
Everyone's heart was in their throat as they prayed silently.
Each of the seven saber strikes had the power to grievously injure someone at the Half-Step Earth Soul Realm. To be hit by seven such attacks in a row, even a true Earth Soul Realm expert would be left half-dead!
And yet, for some reason, with Hong Yu on the receiving end, they felt a sense of unease and uncertainty.
"He should be dead, right?"
Ecstasy flashed in Lin Hai's eyes. He could feel that his attack had truly struck Hong Yu.
However…
An instant later, his expression froze. A look of shock and panic slowly crept across his pale face. Before his very eyes, the figure of the young man—who should have been grievously wounded and on the verge of death from his powerful attack—wavered slightly, then began to blur.
"An af-afterimage? How is that possible…"
