"If he is hurt, the Hall of Souls will cease to exist."
A gentle voice, carrying a faintly ethereal quality, rang out across the world.
The gentle voice circled through the sky, yet everyone who heard it felt their hair stand on end. A murderous chill suddenly filled the world.
At the same time, ahead of Qin Tian's descending black hand, the space before Xiao Yan abruptly twisted. An elderly figure appeared eerily, swept his sleeve, and collapsed the space, forcibly shattering that enormous black hand.
Seeing the elderly figure effortlessly destroy Qin Tian's attack, everyone felt their hearts tremble. What mighty figure was this, able to block a Dou Zun's attack so easily? Was this another Dou Zun?
Once they recovered, everyone gazed reverently at that elderly back, hope rising in their hearts once more.
Hearing that voice, Xiao Yan stiffened slightly. His throat bobbed as he murmured in disbelief, "Xun'er."
"Phew." Hearing Xiao Yan's murmur, Yao Chen abruptly sighed in relief. Since she had arrived, Xiao Yan was presumably safe.
Finally here? The Gu Clan! Floating in the sky, Yun Yi watched the distant dark shapes, an unfathomable gleam flashing through his eyes as he murmured inwardly.
With a beckoning gesture, he summoned the Devouring Heavenly Corpse, which Zi Yan was still beating. It immediately turned into a streak of light and stood silently behind Yun Yi.
Its entire body was covered in injuries, but beneath those eerie black flames, its wounds began slowly writhing. In the blink of an eye, some of the minor injuries had completely healed.
Seeing this from afar, Zi Yan was utterly disgusted!
When she had first seen this punching bag, she had been quite excited, but as time passed, its properties had thoroughly sickened her.
If this continued, she even suspected she