Xu Yi's thoughts stirred, and he activated the Sound Interception Technique. Sure enough, he caught a voice.
To be precise, since reaching the Yang Venerable Realm, he had used this wondrous technique far less often.
The reason was simple: as his cultivation rose, the opponents he faced had changed beyond recognition.
Many of these experts possessed Boundary Barrier Pearls. Even without one, they could communicate through thought alone—something the Sound Interception Technique could not capture.
This wondrous technique would soon be left with no use at all.
At that moment, if he hadn't sensed something amiss, he wouldn't have used it to eavesdrop.
As he used the Sound Interception Technique, Xu Yi tried to relax his mind as much as possible to avoid giving himself away. Keeping his gaze straight ahead, he immediately pinpointed the speaker: Seventh Elder Yun.
As expected, Seventh Elder Yun spoke a sentence, and Yun Chengyun repeated it.
This was a terrible shock. To make up for the guilt in his heart, he had placed great hopes in Yun Chengyun. He had never imagined things would turn out this way.
He quickly activated a spell. His eyes warmed, and he could see directly into Yun Chengyun's spiritual platform.
The True Soul Figure within Yun Chengyun's spiritual platform was so feeble that it had become a hazy phantom. It was the weakest true soul he had ever seen.
Even when he himself had once been gravely wounded and his true soul badly damaged, it had never been this weak at its lowest point.
He could even imagine that if Yun Chengyun's true soul left his body, a passing breeze would scatter it.
The man Princess Yinqiu was to marry was actually such a sickly wretch!
Anger surged in his heart, and the vicious thoughts about the Yun