"Not good!"
Seeing Xiao Lin send the River of the Underworld sweeping toward him, Heavenly Venerable Shuowu, who already knew that Xiao Lin's strength surpassed that of a Nine-Transformation Dou Venerable, was scared out of his wits.
Even the gap between a Nine-Transformation Dou Venerable and an Initial Half-Saint was difficult to imagine.
So how could Heavenly Venerable Shuowu still entertain any thoughts of extracting Xiao Lin's soul? All he wanted now was to flee for his life!
Whoosh!
For the first time in his life, Heavenly Venerable Shuowu flew at the absolute limit of his speed!
Yet no matter how he flew or where he went, the blood-red Sanzu River seemed to have locked onto him, pursuing him relentlessly.
It chased Heavenly Venerable Shuowu until there was no road into heaven and no door into the earth!
As for Xiao Lin, he was like a pianist conducting onstage, gently waving his right hand while his feet never once left the ground beneath him.
Elegant and unhurried-those words perfectly described Xiao Lin at that moment.
The sight stirred the hearts of everyone from Sound Valley.
In particular, the eyes of Sound Valley Master Yan Suxin shone with admiration as she gazed at Xiao Lin.
The Soul Hall was Sound Valley's mortal enemy!
Now someone could toy with the Soul Hall's people so effortlessly. Even though Xiao Lin's earlier act of devouring the Fourth Heavenly Venerable Angry Sword's Soul Origin had seemed rather sinister, no one from Sound Valley found anything wrong with it.
After all, as long as the ones receiving that treatment were Soul Hall Members, they would all clap and cheer.
That alone showed just how deeply everyone in Sound Valley hated the Soul Hall.
One could say that if Xiao Lin wanted to torture the Soul Hall's