"Sou... Soul artifact!!!" Heng Ming's gaze fell upon the Guardian Palace Insect, and his body suddenly began to tremble uncontrollably. After taking charge of the Council Hall, he had reviewed many records of past battles, even obtaining materials and classics from Xuntian City for study. He had some understanding of the situation in Huan Kingdom. Now, seeing the Guardian Palace Insect's ghostly green glow and agility comparable to that of a spirit beast, how could he not recognize it as a soul artifact?
"Lu Ruochang... utterly heartless and insane! For the sake of winning this battle, she actually... brought soul cultivators into Huan Kingdom!" Heng Ming was horrified, yet when he saw Ye Yu's face, now revealed in its true form, a trace of bewilderment rose within him as well. "This soul warrior... seems different from the records in the classics?"
"Master..." Li Zongbao's voice drifted faintly from afar. Heng Ming was startled once more, and when he focused his eyes again, a Spirit Devouring Insect had already crawled onto his protective golden light!
"So be it... everything... must come to an end!" Heng Ming looked up. Li Zongbao, together with Fairy Hongxia and the others, was desperately resisting the sword light. Seeing his prized disciple like this, a thread of comfort surfaced in Heng Ming's heart. "Perhaps... this kind of life... is what Zongbao ought to have! But I... will not be able to see it..."
A Spirit Devouring Insect had already bitten through Heng Ming's protective golden light, yet Heng Ming offered no resistance. In the distance, Li Zongbao's eyes split wide with rage...
At that critical moment, just as the Dao Sect cultivators were about to be wiped out to the last man, an indescribable pressure surged in from the west of the sword formation like a