Today's third update: Chapter 3707! 3/4!
A dim, weak, pale-golden Soul Light Ball filled with terror and unwillingness tried to flee from the center of destruction.
Xu Caiyi's expression turned icy as she lightly stomped the void with the tip of her foot.
"Buzz—"
Centered around her, a strange "domain" that defied conventional explanation, as though it existed apart from the surrounding laws, suddenly appeared and rapidly contracted!
The domain was shapeless and intangible, yet it carried an absolute sense of "confinement" and "domination." Like a net cast over heaven and earth, it firmly seized and compressed Yun Zhilan's fleeing Soul Light Ball.
This domain, containing the Haotian Pagoda's power to draw in stars and shift the moon, surpassed the understanding of even Winged Race experts who had stood at the sixth realm for centuries!
She extended her other fair little hand and clenched it in the air. The struggling soul was seized as if by Formless Hands and dropped into her palm, its faint light flickering uncertainly between her fingers.
"No... don't... spare..."
Yun Zhilan's final desperate, indistinct plea rippled out from the Soul Light Ball.
"Stop! Release Zhilan's soul at once! Everything can still be discussed!"
The Great Elder of the Winged Race's eyes nearly split apart. His voice was hoarse as he tried to make one final attempt at saving him. Wary of harming Yun Zhilan, the attacks of the Winged Race experts came to an abrupt halt. They surrounded Xu Caiyi, murderous intent boiling from them, yet none dared act rashly.
However, Xu Caiyi merely raised her eyes slightly, her calm gaze sweeping across faces filled with fury, panic, despair, and even madness.
A faint, almost innocent smile appeared on her delicate face, creating a chilling contrast with the ruthless execution she had just carried