"This bastard..." Lin An and Lin Fang were tightly bound by countless chains formed from holy flame power, utterly stripped of their ability to move. Through the pink Acacia Flame Domain, they watched Xiao Yan approach with a devilish smile, and their hearts jolted with fear.
"Strange, really. In this enormous imperial palace, you two seem to be the strongest."
"Talk." Xiao Yan walked effortlessly up to them, his eyes narrowing slightly with his smile as he toyed with the Amber Flame dancing over his palm. Yet that very flame made both men's expressions change drastically. In their current condition, a flame of this caliber could easily take their lives!
"Hahaha!"
"Kill us if you want! Why waste so much breath?" Both men scoffed disdainfully, their eyes filled with resolve.
"Lin Fengya has committed countless atrocities. Someone like him isn't worth your loyalty."
"But words are wasted on you. It seems you won't talk unless I show you a little sincerity." As Xiao Yan finished speaking, an enormous, colorless, transparent Soul Mountain surged out around him and shot toward the two men like a raging flood and a savage beast.
Xiao Yan's soul power had now reached the late Taixu stage of the Immortal Realm, and three layers of the Nine-Layer Spirit Palace within him had already been filled. He could long since manipulate his soul power independently into various forms for attack and defense. This Soul Mountain was the product of his compressed soul power. Although it was hardly a superior technique, it was more than enough to deal with two men incapable of resisting.
Rumble! Like mountains colliding violently, the Soul Mountain struck Lin An and Lin Fang. The pressure on them soared, and their feet abruptly sank into the domain. At the same time, heart-rending screams erupted.