Emperor Realm!

"Pursuing me?" Ning Luo was startled, then found it somewhat absurd. It seemed he had killed Hun Miesheng too quickly earlier, so quickly that it had barely drawn any attention.

Seeing the five of them preparing to leave, Ning Luo merely smiled. With a clench of his hand, four clusters of brilliant firelight shot explosively from his palm, swiftly gathering into head-sized Flame Lotuses along the way before streaking like lightning toward the four Soul Clan elders.

Seeing that four elders with the strength of four-star Dou Saints were so utterly helpless in Ning Luo's hands, Hun Feng's expression finally turned ugly. Pushing his speed to the limit, he hastily retreated.

"I told you, you can't escape."

Just as Hun Feng moved, a voice filled with endless chill suddenly sounded behind him. His pupils abruptly shrank, and black flames surged from his backhand as he blasted out an incomparably fierce palm strike.

Bang!

The blow sent a mouthful of blood surging into Hun Feng's throat, though he forcibly swallowed it back down.

After swallowing the blood, Hun Feng trembled in shock. The two of them were simply not on the same level.

As that thought flashed through his mind, Hun Feng was just about to use a secret technique to increase his speed when a slightly cool hand gently appeared around his neck. The icy touch caused his entire body to stiffen.

"Ancestor, save me!"

As his body stiffened, Hun Feng let out a shrill cry.

"Ancestor?"

"Young friend, how about releasing this disappointing descendant of mine?" The elderly figure took slow steps, yet with a single stride appeared before Ning Luo. His aged, wrinkled face was covered in a smile, and his tone was exceedingly amiable.

"Who are you?" Ning Luo sneered.

"Hmm, this old man is Hun Yuantian.