"In terms of speed, clearly Han Li's golden glow was a tad faster than the grey threads, and with a few puffs, the three small golden swords pierced through the chests of the Three Corpses."
"At the same time, the Evil Soul Thread reached Han Li and was about to wrap around him."
"But Han Li uttered a low shout, and a layer of seven-colored halo appeared around him, instantly isolating the grey threads outside."
"'Rainbow Spirit Light,' a black-clothed beauty in the distance muttered, bewildered by the sight."
"Yet, Han Li, expressionless, gestured distantly toward the Three Corpses."
"Three thunderclaps erupted, and golden lightning shot forth from the three small swords, instantly enveloping the Three Corpses in a net of electricity, sparks flying in all directions."
"Suddenly, the Three Corpses, without even a groan, disintegrated within the bursts of golden lightning, leaving behind three dark clumps of energy."