Yun Yun's beautiful eyes revealed disbelief as she fixed her gaze tightly on Xiao Yan. She murmured inwardly, "Xiao Yan, is this your doing, or your brother Xiao Yao's? If it truly is the work of the two of you, then Yanran will lose this match."
Deep within the Misty Cloud Sect, Yun Shan opened his eyes once more, a grave expression appearing on his face.
He could sense the immense power contained within that golden phantom. Even as a Dou Zong, he felt fear before it, as though he were no more than an ant in that person's presence!
At that moment, Eagle Protector sensed the aura and was about to go investigate when the golden phantom slowly faded away. Even its aura vanished without a trace, leaving nothing to be detected.
"Damn it! That golden phantom disappeared without leaving behind even a trace!"
Hearing Eagle Protector's furious curses, Yun Shan secretly smiled. After all, it was truly rare to see even a force like the Soul Hall suffer such a setback!
Yun Shan ignored the enraged Eagle Protector above him and slowly closed his eyes again, continuing his seclusion.
Meanwhile, Xiao Yao slowly lowered the Astral Flute from his lips. Exhaustion showed on his face, and several beads of sweat covered his forehead, as though he had just gone through a fierce battle.
"Xiao Yao, you only played the flute for a little while, yet you exhausted yourself like this. Don't tell me... you're weak?"
Seeing Xiao Yao drenched in sweat and looking exhausted, Zi Yan clapped her little hands, her face clearly saying that she understood. With a mischievous grin, she said, "Could it be that you took too many pills and ended up like this? No wonder your cultivation is so high. You're not a magical