Yao Ri Tian Is Here

Beneath the faint outline of distant mountains on the eastern horizon, a point of light emerged. The rising sun slowly climbed, and a strand of golden morning light shone upon the square of the West Underworld Earth Hall.

Yet the square remained shrouded in a dead silence and an eerie atmosphere. At its center, within a ball of soul light bound by four arm-thick black iron chains, an elderly figure suddenly opened his tightly shut eyes!

Hmm?

A questioning sound escaped Yao Lao's nose. In that instant just now, an aura he found extremely familiar had abruptly appeared within his senses, only to vanish in a flash. It seemed more like an illusion.

Was it really an illusion?

Yao Lao looked out across the square. It was still the same square, pitch-black and savage throughout, permeated by an eerie, sinister atmosphere. It felt less like the mortal world and more like the underworld.

His doubtful gaze slowly swept over the entire square before finally settling on two black-cloaked figures whispering together at its edge.

"Gu Ling, could it be you?"

Yao Lao's eyes were full of doubt. That familiar aura just now had come from these two people, though it had lasted only an instant...

Then he shook his head again. These two black-cloaked people stood openly at the edge of the square. They were clearly members of the Hall of Souls. How could they possibly be Gu Ling?

"Senior Feng, it'll be up to you later. The moment you make your move, I'll strike too!"

"All right."

Wind Venerable gave a slight nod, lowered his head, and walked step by step toward the largest black palace. Afraid of alerting the enemy, neither Wind Venerable nor I dared use our soul power to probe, so we could not