Chapter 165: Blood Shadow
As Hun Changqing finished speaking, black mist surged around him, and astonishing killing intent and death qi shot into the sky. Sensing that terrifying aura, Dragon Venerable's initial contempt instantly turned to horror. A profound unease welled up within him, and he hurriedly swept his hand toward the black figures beside him and shouted.
"Something's wrong! Retreat, quickly-"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Before Dragon Venerable could finish, the space around the black-robed figures violently twisted, then collapsed inward. A series of muffled explosions rang out as the distorted space crushed them to pieces. They burst into clouds of blood and gore that poured freely over the gloomy valley like a rain of blood.
As the bloody mist spread, piercing screams echoed through the valley. At the sight, Dragon Venerable's pupils contracted violently, horror and shock flooding his heart.
He had not even seen how Hun Changqing attacked. In the blink of an eye, fewer than half his subordinates remained alive. Though their strength was unremarkable, they were all skilled soul collectors, assets of this branch hall on the Northwest Continent. How could Dragon Venerable not feel the sting of losing them just like that?
"Hmph! So you do have some tricks! But the Soul Palace isn't so easy to invade! Today, you'll come here and never leave!"
Dragon Venerable stared at Hun Changqing with an utterly grim expression, his deeply sunken eyes filled with malice. He snorted and spoke coldly, then swept his hand toward the remaining black figures and barked an order.
"Soul Envoys, heed my command! Form the Myriad Souls Devouring Spirit Formation!"
The remaining black figures had been terrified by Hun Changqing's methods, their faces awash with fear. Yet upon hearing Dragon Venerable's shout, they seemed to find their anchor. Their panicked hearts settled,