Emperor Grade Martial Soul! Nether Palace!
"Sure enough, this man must not be allowed to live. Otherwise, once he matures, the Reaching Heaven Sword Sect may produce a second Sword Venerable!" Yan Tuo said coldly. "When that happens, there will be no place for us in this land of Lingnan!"
A cold gleam flashed in Yan Tuo's eyes, and a wave of ferocity surfaced.
Without hesitation, Yan Tuo suddenly stomped hard on the void, and heaven and earth instantly shook violently.
The black mist around Yan Tuo kept gathering in midair, gradually condensing into a towering, magnificent black palace.
The moment the palace fully took shape, black mist churned throughout heaven and earth. Within the mist, it seemed as though countless evil ghosts were shrieking miserably.
The skies changed color, and darkness spread all around.
Only that black palace radiated a dazzling, eerie light!
"That is... an Emperor Grade Martial Soul!" Lin Bai froze for a moment, his expression turning solemn.
Wei Tianjun, Mi Rong, and Luo Yutong beside him all wore shocked expressions.
Beyond the nine storm circles, the martial artists watching the battle cried out in alarm. "That's Yan Tuo's Martial Soul..."
"As expected, it's Yan Tuo's Martial Soul!"
"Yan Tuo's Emperor Grade Martial Soul—the Nether Palace!"
"I heard that Yan Tuo's Martial Soul can control life and death, and determine the life and death of all martial artists beneath the heavens!"
"My heavens, that's an Emperor Grade Martial Soul! On the Barren Ancient Continent, an Emperor Grade Martial Soul must surely count as the darling of heaven!"
Countless martial artists stared at the enormous gloomy palace above Yan Tuo's head and cried out in shock. In particular, the ghostly wails and wolfish howls coming from within the palace made their hair stand on end!
"Hmph!" Yan Tuo