The Hall of Souls expert sensed Xie Biyan's final strike, and a trace of surprise crossed his face. He surveyed the Ten Thousand Scorpion Sect, whose cause was already lost, and shook his head. Then, ignoring the attacks from Yun Yun and the others, he turned and left, appearing in the distant sky. He gazed toward Tianrong City, his thoughts unknown.
Inside the city, countless citizens looked up at the black energy spreading through the air in every direction, blotting out the sky and sun. A tremor of fear rose in their hearts.
The black energy continued spreading outward before sinking toward the ground. By now, it had all but blanketed the sky above Tianrong City. There was simply no time to rescue its citizens.
That was why Sikou Qingtian felt so helpless.
Meanwhile, although Xiao Fan was doing his utmost to spread his Chaos Flame and halt the poison's advance, the succession of intense battles had left him with little soul power.
Taking pills that restored soul power from his Storage Ring, Xiao Fan pulled out the stopper and poured them straight into his mouth without even looking. Even so, he could not keep pace with his expenditure.
Whoosh!
Just then, a figure appeared directly above Tianrong City. A closer look revealed that it was Sikou Old Ghost.
Sikou Old Ghost's face was deathly pale as well. Holding back the Hall of Souls expert earlier had taken a very real toll on him.
Appearing in midair, Sikou Old Ghost poured out his Dou Qi as though it cost him nothing, blocking part of the poisonous mist. Then he laughed loudly. "Hahahaha! My son, Xie Biyan is dead. There is nothing left to hold the Sikou Family back. Govern well. Citizens of this city, the Sikou Family has a clear