A Beheading as a Gift

At the Great Heavenly Venerate's startled cry, the keen perception unique to a Dou Sheng instantly warned him that something terrifying was happening. Without the slightest hesitation, he let out a furious roar, and the aura belonging to a Dou Sheng erupted, snuffing out every candle flame around him.

In an instant, the surroundings were plunged into darkness. Only the countless black chains entwined at the center of Human Hall's main hall emitted a faint, obscure glow, bringing a trace of light to the space.

Yet that light only made people feel even more uneasy.

After all, these things were inherently extremely incompatible with soul power. Even a single glance could leave anyone lacking sufficient strength in an irreversible state of weakness. Only by leaving this place as quickly as possible could one gradually recover.

Yet now, despite standing within a place he knew intimately, the Great Heavenly Venerate inexplicably felt a bone-chilling cold, as though he had encountered a ghost. It made him deeply uncomfortable.

"Who is so bold as to trespass into the forbidden grounds of my Soul Hall? Are you tired of living?!"

The Great Heavenly Venerate did not know where this strange feeling came from, but he immediately suppressed those obviously unsettling thoughts.

However, what answered him was not a human voice, but some spherical object flying in from the dim light beyond the hall, beneath the dark sky. It made his ears ring, and he thought the enemy had already launched an attack.

But the Great Heavenly Venerate soon realized that was not the case.

That thing possessed neither Dou Qi nor life force. Only the pungent scent of blood carried by a gust of cold wind made his brow furrow tighter and tighter, compelling him to see exactly what it was.

Yet when the