Blood Catalyst

Another soul suddenly appeared ahead!

A Half-Saint, race unknown.

Xiao Yan secretly transmitted his voice, "He's a Soul Clan Half-Saint. Don't face him head-on. Watch for an opportunity and prepare to run!"

Xiao Yan and Huo Zhi treated him as a formidable enemy, while Little Xun'er was eager to give it a try.

Kurumi was somewhat bewildered and sent Xiao Yan a voice transmission. "How did you know he's a Soul Clan Half-Saint?"

Xiao Yan fell silent for a long while. "Don't you think he looks vicious?"

Looks vicious???

Before Kurumi could reply, Xiao Yan transmitted his voice again. "All the lackeys of the Hall of Souls look like this! There's an unshakable sinister aura clinging to his soul. He's definitely from the Soul Clan!"

Kurumi nodded. Just as the Soul Clan soul was shouting provocatively, and the secretly observing Xiao Xuan was about to make his move, Kurumi struck with her palm!

Gathering the power of space within the Heavenly Tomb was no easy task. Otherwise, everyone could simply tear open space and cross directly into the depths of the Heavenly Tomb. Why would they need to move along so slowly?

The silver giant hand struck the Half-Saint soul in the next instant. Xiao Yan cast him one final glance and still saw that arrogant grin on his face.

The power of space scattered in all directions, nearly smashing the Half-Saint soul apart!

The scattered spatial power surged upward before ultimately forming a spherical prison around the soul. Kurumi casually beckoned it over, incidentally giving the Half-Saint, who was playing dead inside the sphere, a little stimulation.

"Do you know where Xiao Xuan is?"

"The one you just tried to kill was the finest Chosen One of the current Xiao Clan~ Tell us where our Xiao Clan ancestor is,