Immediately afterward, a booming voice resounded through heaven and earth. "You dare harm members of my Soul Hall? Are you courting death?"
The voice was like rolling thunder, booming through the void and striking terror into the hearts of all who heard it.
Dao Lord Taichu's body trembled, and an incomparably intense chill appeared between his brows. He shouted coldly, "Who dares stand in my way? Are you seeking death?"
"Seeking death? Hehe, you killed Black Soul and Hong Soul one after another, showing no regard whatsoever for the Soul Hall. I'd say you're the one truly courting death!" A mocking voice came from the heavens, dripping with disdain.
"Hmph!" Dao Lord Taichu snorted coldly. "You sneaky rat, if you have the guts, come out and fight me. If you lose, get as far away from me as possible and never appear before me again. Otherwise, don't blame me for showing no mercy!"
"Fine, fine. Since you want to die, I'll grant your wish. Enjoy yourself while you can. I'll let you see just how weak and utterly vulnerable you are!"
"Courting death!"
Hearing that voice, Dao Lord Taichu snorted and instantly shot into the void, charging toward its source.
Seeing Dao Lord Taichu rush out, Bai Ling'er immediately followed him out of the mountain.
The two figures flew swiftly and, in the blink of an eye, arrived amid the clouds high in the sky.
There was unexpectedly a floating palace here. Before it stood a burly figure clad in a gray robe, standing roughly two and a half meters tall with an exceptionally massive build.
A terrifying aura radiated from him, as though he were an unmatched ferocious beast, exuding an overwhelmingly powerful sense of oppression.
Dao Lord Taichu looked at the burly man, his expression changing slightly as