Family Banquet

"No matter how silver-tongued you are, neither of you will escape today."

The voice of the Hall Master of the Soul Clan rang out at once. Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly sensed an especially powerful force gathering.

Xiao Yan could not help turning his head to look at Yao Wan not far away, a trace of doubt flashing through his eyes.

Yao Wan was a little puzzled as well. After all, she had not made a move yet.

"Soul Extinguisher, given your seniority, making a move against juniors is rather excessive."

All of a sudden, an aged voice sounded. An equally enormous giant hand took shape in the sky, stirring up a tremendous soul storm that forcefully separated the three of them.

"Old ghost, you really are coveting the Purifying Demonic Lotus Flame too!"

From beyond the especially dense soul storm before Xiao Yan and Yao Wan came the Hall Master of the Soul Clan's deeply displeased voice.

"I simply do not want your Hall of Souls to succeed."

The aged voice spoke in an indifferent tone. Within that soul storm, an especially intense thrust suddenly surged out once more, shoving the two of their Divine Sense violently away. It directly pushed their Divine Sense ten thousand miles out, as though in a single instant, it had driven both their consciousnesses back into their own bodies.

Xiao Yan instantly came back to himself, a trace of astonished suspicion involuntarily flashing through his eyes.

And in YingYing YanYan's courtyard, Yao Wan, who had been leaning on a reclining chair, immediately opened her eyes again as well. She then propped herself up, still looking shaken and uncertain.

"Wan Jiejie is back? Did Xiao Yan run into some trouble over there?"

Seeing Yao Wan wake with a