"..."
The entire cave was suddenly enveloped in deathly silence.
There was no sound at all.
A strong searing heat rolled over the skin; with a "sizzle," it was the sound of hair getting scorched, and the young leader let out a piercing scream of agony.
He was completely knocked down by the explosive force of the blast and was in so much pain that he rolled around on the ground.
Although the other mercenaries were not as severely injured, they also retreated in terror, their legs shaking uncontrollably.
In just a second, this group of mercenaries had lost their ability to fight.
Where did such a fierce woman come from?!
Grandfather Ji was shocked, feeling a chill over his body.
This was the first time he had seen Si Fuqing in action.
The sole pure combat-type Master of Yin-Yang was indeed terribly formidable!
No wonder the Fujisan clan was outright terrified, facing Yu Wu only with deep-seated reverence from their hearts.