Trying to Break Free

"Sure enough, nothing feels better than your own body!" "Yan Hui" twisted his neck and kneaded his shoulders, speaking with a hint of distaste.

Seeing "Yan Hui's" inexplicable words and behavior, the surrounding Myriad Poison Sect disciples were all baffled and wary.

"Kid! Your biggest mistake was making an enemy of him!" "Yan Hui" looked at the man, the corners of his mouth lifting into a meaningful smile.

"You..."

Before the man opposite him could get the question out, "Yan Hui" raised the Soul-Hooking Umbrella. Without any visible movement from him, a ring of ghostly light suddenly swept out from the umbrella in every direction.

"Yan Hui" looked up at the umbrella above his head and shook his head with a sigh. "Sure enough! My abilities still aren't enough to control this thing!"

Seeing the people in front of them collapse one after another, the remaining Myriad Poison Sect disciples all retreated in terror, none of them willing to stand at the front.

"Let's continue!" "Yan Hui" said to the man with a smile.

"Retreat!" The man spun around in panic, hurriedly driving his magic treasure as he tried to flee. But then he saw a ghostly light sweeping toward him. With no room to care about anything else, the man directly used the "Blood Escape Technique," instantly turning into a blood-colored shadow and vanishing from the spot.

As the man led the remaining Myriad Poison Sect disciples in retreat, Yan Hui stood frozen in place like a wooden puppet, holding the umbrella.

Before long, the sound of insects gradually rose. The forest seemed to recover its vitality as well. The colored mist dispersed, leaving only scattered specks of light behind.

"I can only help this much. Whether you survive will depend on your luck!" As the words fell, a