"Ah—"
Hun Tiandi let out a piercing scream and staggered backward. The black longsword in his hand flew free, then dissolved into flecks of black light.
Clutching his head, his face contorted in agony, his eyes filled with pain and struggle.
"What... what is this light?!"
"Why... why is this happening?!"
He tried to circulate his Dou Qi to resist, but under the Lotus Lantern's radiance, the Dou Qi within him began to run wild, as if it would burst through his meridians and turn against its master.
"No... impossible..."
Hun Tiandi fell to his knees, his whole body trembling. Black blood began seeping from his seven orifices—the sign that the Lotus Lantern was forcing the evil thoughts inside him out of his body.
Xiao Yan looked at Hun Tiandi kneeling before him, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly.
So what if he was a Peak Nine-Star Dou Saint?
Under the combined suppression of the Ten Thousand Soul Banner and the Lotus Lantern, he still had to kneel.
Xiao Yan gave Hun Tiandi no chance to catch his breath. With a thought, the black mist from the Ten Thousand Soul Banner surged once more. Countless black chains shot out of the mist and bound Hun Tiandi tight.
Countless vengeful spirits shrieked from the chains, savagely tearing at Hun Tiandi's soul, devouring and refining his soul power bit by bit.
"No... no..."
Hun Tiandi struggled with all his might, but it was useless.
His power was suppressed by the Lotus Lantern, and the Ten Thousand Soul Banner was eroding his soul. Under the combined suppression of these two treasures, he could not even bring out a tenth of his strength.
"You... who are you, really?!"
Hun Tiandi lifted his head and glared at Xiao Yan, his eyes full of resentment