"You...."
Listening to Chen Yuan's words, Jingtai suddenly sensed an extraordinary danger, instinctively wanting to use the national destiny of Great Jin to crush Chen Yuan.
That power was like a surging river, sweeping through heaven and earth.
However, unexpectedly, just as that power was about to press down on Chen Yuan, it abruptly halted, unable to come close to him even slightly, and it wasn't because Chen Yuan made a move.
In fact, he did not use any power at all.
Seeing Jingtai's astonished expression, Chen Yuan looked to the skies, and said loudly:
"I, Chen Yuan, promised you all that I would seek justice for you. Today... we shall seek this justice together!"
As his words fell, the winds and clouds around Chen Yuan changed again, and figures began to gather around him, stretching endlessly as far as the eye could see.
These were the millions of Yin souls from the Blood Pond within the Soul-breaking Valley.
At this moment, they all congregated around Chen Yuan.
