Wutan City, the Xiao Clan's Back Mountain.
In the void, Yao Chen listened to the other man's words and sensed his strength, and his heart trembled.
His soul swiftly flew out of the Bone Flame Ring, and he saw an extraordinarily handsome man with brows like stars and sharp, swordlike eyes smiling at him.
"May I ask who you are? What is your purpose? I don't believe we've ever had any dealings with each other," Yao Chen asked cautiously.
The man had revealed his identity in a single breath without attacking him, so he clearly wasn't one of those Soul Hall bastards.
Still, the man was far too powerful. Even from several meters away, Yao Chen could sense an aura capable of destroying heaven and earth radiating from him.
Moreover, the pressure this man's presence exerted was far stronger than that of the Yao Clan's chief. Clearly, he had to be one of the most powerful experts on the continent.
Yet this was Wutan City, a city in the northwest of the Dou Qi Continent so tiny it could scarcely be any smaller. Calling it a town would be just as fitting. Why would such a supreme expert appear here?
For a moment, countless possibilities ran through Yao Chen's mind.
"Oh? You aren't going to run?"
Xiao Tian Ce didn't answer his questions, merely watching Yao Chen with a smile.
"You jest. Before you, never mind my being only a soul body now-even at my strongest in life, I doubt I could have withstood a single finger of yours.
"So I cannot escape, nor do I wish to. Besides, you brought me into this void without attacking me. That is proof enough that you mean me no harm!" Yao Chen said respectfully.
"You've thought things through quite thoroughly, little fellow.