Feeling the soul-level pressure, the Chen Family's Fifth Elder grew much more solemn. This was his first time fighting someone from the Soul Refining Sect. Though he had long heard of some of the Soul Refining Sect's techniques, facing them in person was an entirely different experience.
An eerie sense of oppression filled the surroundings. It differed from the spiritual energy pressure they knew best. Attacks targeting the soul made him feel as though he were confined within this stretch of heaven and earth, suppressed at every turn no matter what he did.
Ghost Thirteen was at the mid Void Refinement stage, but the Soul Refining Sect's disciples could not be judged by their spiritual energy cultivation alone. Thus, even though the Fifth Elder stood one minor realm above Ghost Thirteen, he still felt immense pressure facing him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Eighteen pitch-black Soul-Locking Chains shot from Ghost Thirteen's glabella, like Flood Dragons emerging from the water. They danced through the sky and coiled toward the Fifth Elder from every direction.
Fifth Elder Chen Feng clearly knew how dangerous the Soul-Locking Chains were. With a flash, he rapidly evaded them. No matter what, he could not allow the chains to draw near him, or things would become troublesome.
Whoosh!
After dodging the Soul-Locking Chains, Chen Feng spun around and threw a punch at Ghost Thirteen. A vast amount of earthen-yellow light instantly spread across his arm. After leaving his arm, the light formed a massive fist shadow roughly five meters wide, carrying the terrifying pressure of late Void Refinement as it plunged swiftly from the sky.
Ghost Thirteen narrowed his eyes slightly. While controlling the Soul-Locking Chains to pursue Chen Feng at high speed, he flipped his right hand and produced a pitch-black banner. Instantly, shrill cries of ghosts and