It was as though the sound of heartbeats could be heard. Beneath the Great Emperor's might, the hall was deathly silent, quiet enough to hear a pin drop.
This young cultivator from the South Heaven Gate is done for!
How could anyone fool a Great Emperor so easily... especially Bo Yi Jun, one of the three emperors of Chaoge Holy Land, and the most ruthless of them all?
Yet Xiao Luo SIR seemed completely unaffected by Bo Yi Jun's pressure. He calmly said, "Bo Yi Jun, since this was merely a lie I used to lure the murderer into action, that means I don't know where Young Master Yin's soul is. Otherwise, why would I have brought out a fake soul pearl?"
Bo Yi Jun narrowed his eyes.
There was indeed some logic to those words.
But the Emperor's might had already been unleashed. The arrow was on the string.
Bo Yi Jun sneered. "It is good for young people to have spirit, but I dislike young people who are too arrogant. Even if you are right, you dared to fake the soul of a Holy Land's holy son and deceive me. You have some nerve!"
With that, Bo Yi Jun suddenly waved a hand and said indifferently, "A small punishment will suffice."
Not good!
Seeing this, Ye Yan's entire body instantly tensed. These old Emperor-ranked figures seemed even more eager to preserve their dignity than their lives. The moment Bo Yi Jun waved his hand, Ye Yan had already moved, flashing before Xiao Luo SIR at incredible speed!
Unexpectedly, Ye Yan did not use his self-created secret art, Resurrection.
Ye Yan spread both hands wide. Behind him, the faint image of a figure holding a peach blossom branch appeared and faded. Facing the spiritual light Bo Yi Jun had