Although Elder Meng's heart had tightened at first, he soon relaxed a little instead. If the other side had not activated a grand formation to attack after his Nascent Soul fled, that would have been the truly terrifying thing.
But Elder Meng knew his trouble had arrived. The enemy had finally struck at him again. His hope of escape was slim, yet he would never surrender to the Black Devil Race, much less allow himself to be captured without resistance.
Yet just as his vision blurred, that rope noose was rapidly receding within his Divine Sense. In the next instant, Elder Meng's Nascent Soul's eyes flew wide open.
Just as his Nascent Soul flashed past the previous noose and swiftly slid to one side, speeding away again, another rope noose suddenly expanded without limit before his eyes.
The instant Elder Meng saw it, it was already too late to dodge. His Nascent Soul plunged headfirst into the noose...
"No!"
Elder Meng let out the final shriek of his life, his voice filled with boundless despair.
At that moment, the surface of his Nascent Soul also flashed with the most dazzling golden light. He wanted to use teleportation to flee once more, but that rope noose tightened in an instant at an inconceivable speed!
Elder Meng's scream came to an abrupt halt. At the very instant the noose cinched tight, the golden light flickering across his body vanished in the blink of an eye, as though someone had severed its source.
The surging, abyss-deep power within Elder Meng's Nascent Soul also disappeared in an instant. His eyes closed, and he immediately fell unconscious!
At that very moment, Li Yan's masked figure appeared not far away. He looked at the Nascent Soul hanging in midair, his gaze utterly calm.
Li Yan lightly