Rumble!
Amidst the dark clouds, the sound of thunder echoed.
The White Ghost hanging high at the heavenly peak raised his palm, pressing it gently below.
In an instant, buildings collapsed, the ground of Yusang City caved in, and countless pitch-black soul energy emerged from the gaps... This vast Yusang City was as fragile as white paper in the hands of the Three Saints.
Living beings were like weeds.
Xie Xuanyi clenched his fists tightly, just as he was about to make his move.
Rip!
From the top of the heavenly peak, a slight cracking sound suddenly arose.
"Who?!"
The White Ghost was startled with fear.
His Heart Lake remained unchanged, not sensing any discomfort, but in the Ten Thousand Souls Formation, a faint silhouette appeared.
"Someone is here... Can't see the figure clearly!"
Green Owl also felt a shiver of coldness.
At the far end of the dark clouds, a figure stood unsteadily, poised at the end of the void.
