Several hundred miles away from the Shennong Mountain Range, the space in a certain area suddenly twisted.
A spatial rift then appeared.
Wei Yang stepped out from it, and the spatial rift behind him swiftly healed shut.
His figure slowly descended onto a mountain peak below, where he came to a halt and let out a soft breath.
To be honest, when facing the Soul Heavenly Emperor earlier, even though only a projected avatar had come, it would have been a lie to say he felt no pressure at all.
After all, Wei Yang had no idea whether the Soul Heavenly Emperor's true body might suddenly come after him.
Thus, after obtaining a strand of Nine Nether Wind Flame, he had immediately withdrawn and dared not linger.
With a flick of his sleeve, a Space Sphere floated out and exploded.
Elder Yao, Xiao Yan, and the others swept out from within.
They landed not far in front of Wei Yang. Upon seeing their surroundings, they too breathed a sigh of relief.
They had finally escaped the Soul Clan's blockade completely.
"Are you all right?"
Elder Yao wiped away a cold sweat. Though they had been inside the Space Sphere, they had still sensed a little of what had happened outside. He looked at Wei Yang and asked.
"I'm fine." Wei Yang lightly shook his head.
His gaze turned toward the unusually silent mountain range ahead.
Elder Yao and the others followed his gaze.
That was the Shennong Mountain Range.
Yet no one would have imagined that within the hidden space inside those mountains, blood was currently flowing like rivers and corpses lay everywhere.
Sob, sob~
At the side, the dozen or so young members of the Yao Clan whom Wei Yang and the others had rescued from the Yao Realm