In the Relic of the Cyan Lotus Sect.
The decayed body shrouded in black mist was surrounded by the crowd, his rotten face showing a fierce look, eyes wildly staring at Qiu Zhihe, Su Xin, and Wu Yiren:
"Very well! Daughters! Since you've presented yourselves, today I shall take your souls!"
With a sharp scream, the black mist around him surged out wildly, instantly filling the entire hall of the Divine Statue.
"If it were outside, my soul power would be limited by heaven and earth, unable to exert its full strength, but in this relic, you have nowhere to hide!"
Countless black mist surged toward the crowd, Xu Caihe and Zhou Ling'Er hugged each other, crying:
"I told you we shouldn't have followed in for the excitement! Now look at what happened, we're caught up too, boo-hoo!"
"Ling'Er, we're really going to die this time, boo-hoo!"
The two cried for a while, but found themselves unharmed, opened their eyes, and discovered that the pervasive black mist suddenly stopped.
"Ah!!"
