Crisis

"Who's there?!"

"Ah—"

In an instant, the other party let out a shrill scream.

The black mist wrapped around him slowly dispersed, revealing the figure of a middle-aged man within.

His face was twisted in pain, and he could no longer maintain his footing in midair as he fell toward the ground.

The elders in the plaza were stunned by the sight.

Only then did Su Qian notice the newly arrived Xiao Yang.

Though he did not know what had happened, he guessed that Xiao Yang was most likely responsible.

But this was not the time to dwell on such matters.

Su Qian reacted swiftly. After only a moment of surprise, he launched an attack at his opponent.

The natural energy of heaven and earth around them was instantly brought under Su Qian's control, and a massive blue palm once again slammed toward the middle-aged man.

At that moment, the man was clutching his head and glaring furiously in Xiao Yang's direction.

"You actually dared to use a soul attack in front of Soul Hall?!"

"I'll imprison your soul too and torment it for more than a hundred years!"

As expected of a Soul Hall expert—he had recovered so quickly.

However, Su Qian's Dou technique had already reached him.

He had no time to use a Dou technique to defend himself. He could only gather the natural energy around him and form layer after layer of solid shields before himself.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Wherever the blue palm passed, the layers of shields shattered instantly.

Although the blue palm had dimmed considerably, it still struck the Soul Hall expert head-on.

In an instant, he was sent flying.

"Pfft!"

After taking the palm strike head-on, he immediately spat out a mouthful of blood.

The aura emanating from him weakened noticeably. He had