Upon hearing this, Yun Yun's heart was filled with mixed emotions. But for the sake of the Misty Cloud Sect, she no longer had any path of retreat. With a helpless sigh, she softly acknowledged.
"Good, good, very good indeed!" Yun Leng raised his head, his eyes as savage as a beast's. Without hesitation, he took a cloud-white flute from his Storage Ring, brought it to his lips, and blew fiercely. At once, a strange, piercing note rang out from the flute.
The shrill flute call echoed throughout the entire Misty Cloud Mountain, lingering without end.
Everyone in the square fell silent because of Yun Leng's actions. For a moment, only the sound of the flute could be heard spreading endlessly.
"Hehe! Yun Shan, your disciples and descendants are begging you for help. Why don't you hurry over and kill that brat from the Xiao Clan? A Dou Zong-level soul is exceedingly rare. With your current Dou Zong cultivation, even if you cannot kill him, you can at least test the extent of his abilities!" Eagle Protector cast a sinister glance at Yun Shan beside him and laughed.
"Eagle Protector, with your cultivation, is there really a need for me to act? With your methods, wouldn't that brat be easily captured by you?" Yun Shan slowly rose to his feet. His face remained expressionless as he slightly lifted his head and spoke.
At this, Eagle Protector sneered. "I already made it very clear to you before. If I could reveal myself openly before others, I would have acted long ago. Why would I drag this out? Besides, who are you to question how I conduct my affairs? Remember, Yun Shan, what the Soul Hall can give you, it can also take back!"
"Fine. Consider it repayment for a favor owed