"A fatal trap??"
Li Qingxu froze for a moment when he heard this.
Before entering seclusion, Xiao Yan had said he was going to the Misty Cloud Sect to fulfill the Three-Year Agreement.
With Xiao Yan's Dou Zong Realm cultivation and Elder Dan, a Dou Sheng, accompanying him, flattening the Misty Cloud Sect should have been a piece of cake. Now, though, he had somehow run into a fatal trap. This was truly beyond Li Qingxu's expectations.
He sent a wisp of consciousness into the Chat Group. Only after seeing the messages there did he understand what had happened.
"So the Soul Hall made its move ahead of time."
Li Qingxu murmured.
The Soul Clan had always studied souls. Xiao Yan's sudden leaps in strength, along with Elder Dan's resurrection, would naturally have attracted the Soul Hall's attention.
"Activate the Projection of All Heavens!"
At the Misty Cloud Sect, the three Soul Hall Dou Shengs had closed in from all sides. Elder Dan knew that if they delayed any longer, they would be doomed.
White Soul Fire suddenly flared around him. His aura surged, and like a lamp in a raging storm, he briefly dispelled the dark mist surrounding them.
"Kid, stay close!"
Yao Chen barked. His powerful Dou Qi instantly enveloped Xiao Yan and Medusa. The space sealed in front of them began to warp, showing faint signs of tearing open.
He was willing to burn his Soul Origin and use a Secret Technique to force his way through the spatial blockade and take Xiao Yan and Medusa with him.
"Hmph. A dying struggle."
A hint of the amusement of a cat playing with a mouse flashed in Hun Miesheng's eyes, where ghastly green Soul Fire flickered.
He didn't move. He merely reached out with the black-mist-wreathed, emaciated