The aura of the Great Profound Yin Sovereign plunged this region of the Underworld into oppression. Yin clouds churned in the sky as Zhang Buku stared fixedly at Zhang Chunqiu on the mountaintop—more accurately, at the Great Profound Yin Sovereign!
Zhang Buku's mind went completely blank. He did not care about the humiliation the Great Profound Yin Sovereign had dealt him. What he cared about was that his father's soul no longer existed.
Without a soul, that meant he was truly dead. There was no possibility of resurrection.
At this moment, Zhang Buku felt no anger, no fear; his heart was filled only with bewilderment.
His father was really gone...
Xu You glanced at him, and seeing his expression, sighed inwardly.
But compared to Zhang Buku's pain, what they should be thinking about now was how to escape alive from the hands of this Great Profound Yin Sovereign.
Xu You turned to look at Old Ancestor Honggan. Through the hand bone, he could not tell what expression Old Ancestor Honggan had at the moment.
"Senior, do you have a move?" Xu You asked through gritted teeth. Just maintaining a standing posture was already extremely difficult for him.
The Great Profound Yin Sovereign had deliberately left them some leeway. He wanted the three of Zhang Buku's group to kneel on their own, to express their resolve.
Old Ancestor Honggan fell silent for a moment, then said, "I am no match for him. He has already sealed off this piece of heaven and earth. We have nowhere to flee."
Hearing this, Xu You's brow locked tight, and he began thinking of a way to deal with it.
The Great Profound Yin Sovereign stood atop the mountain and did not hurry them. He raised his head, lost in some unknown thought.
Seeing that