When Chen Yi emerged from Heart Fire Space, the outside world was still deathly silent.
Only the deep crater Qian Daoliu had smashed into the ground proved what had just happened.
But this was even better. It saved Chen Yi a great deal of trouble.
As mana gathered within him, the magic tool at his side rapidly flipped through its pages. The next moment, an Earth Wall rose from the ground, with Fire Dragon Head Statues carved on both sides.
Let it be stated in advance—this definitely was not Chen Yi's strange hobby.
Mm... absolutely not...
The Fire Dragon Head Statues opened their huge mouths, and an incomparably powerful suction force erupted from within.
Under that pull, the Soul Masters standing closer were sent flying straight over, then slammed headfirst into the Earth Wall.
The Soul Masters farther away hurriedly grabbed nearby objects, trying to steady themselves.
Spirit Rings appeared across their bodies as they used all kinds of Martial Soul Possession, attempting to escape.
Unfortunately, as the mouths opened wider, the suction grew stronger once again.
Like a gale of force eight sweeping through the area, nearby trees were uprooted by the pull.
The Soul Masters under Qian Daoliu's command had no room to resist at all. Along with layers of earth, they were sucked over.
"Your Holiness the Pope, spare my life! I've wanted to join your side for a long time..."
"Old Ghost Ju, don't you remember I even treated you to tea...?"
"Without us, Spirit Hall will suffer a devastating loss in strength..."
"Mr. Yi, please spare me..."
Pleas for mercy rang out without end.
Of course, some tried to attack Chen Yi, but the Chains of Heaven casually blocked them all.
Chen Yi would not allow word of today's events to spread. It would be