"Quickly save Yichen!" Ling Chuxi didn't dare to say anything more. Who knew if he would suddenly be in a state of confusion like the last time?
After she shouted this, Ling Chuxi looked at Ling Yichen again. His figure was already getting further and further away, almost disappearing.
"Yichen!" Gongsun Yuan looked in Ling Chuxi's direction and his eyes suddenly bulged. He flew towards Ling Yichen.
The remaining remnant souls of the oracles were only wisps of lingering thoughts, and they attacked Gongsun Yuan regardless of friend or foe.
"How dare you hurt my disciple! All of you, die!" Gongsun Yuan roared, drew out the long sword from his waist, and slashed out.
Beams of light burst like soap bubbles, and hundreds of remnant souls were turned into nothingness by his sword.
Like a shooting star, Gongsun Yuan rushed towards Ling Yichen. In the blink of an eye, the two of them had disappeared from sight.
