Bai Zhancheng's Fall
Even as the third young master of the Immortal Spirit Race, a man who had seen countless prodigies, he had never seen anyone at the Chaos Lord Early Stage stand against two Chaos Celestial Venerables and even gain the upper hand.
If anyone else had told him such a thing, he would have thought they were talking nonsense.
But now, he was seeing it with his own eyes.
Feeling Bi Fan's soul power, vast as the sea, even he, a specialist in the soul, felt extreme danger. His soul trembled deep within.
Gritting his teeth, Su Xingchen poured all his strength into activating the Spirit Refining Star Tome. The Spirit Inkstone quivered violently.
"Spirit Refining Star Diagram, Soul Thorn!"
Su Xingchen trembled from head to toe, his eyes fixed venomously on Bi Fan.
He condensed a portion of his soul power into a soul needle. Its tip glinted with a cold light, enough to make anyone who saw it feel a chill in their soul.
This soul needle was designed to attack the soul. Being struck by it would damage the soul; in severe cases, it could even make the soul vanish outright. It was an exceedingly vicious soul technique.
Whoosh!
Once the soul needle had been condensed to its utmost, it quivered, then shot toward Bi Fan's forehead with a whoosh, as fast as lightning.
At the same time, Su Xingchen roared, "All of you, attack! Hold him back!"
Bai Zhancheng roared. From the gray spear in his hand sprang a gray, sharp-fanged, frenzied lion. Gray-white flames engulfed its body, and the heat warped the air as it charged at Bi Fan like a white whirlwind.
Demonic energy from the Nirvana Demon Pillar in Kan Huaisheng's hand burrowed into Kan Huaisheng's body. The faint phantom of