"Who are you?" Ling Chuxi calmed her breathing and looked at the man warily.
Bu Xingtian also looked at the man in confusion. He seemed to have thought of something, but he was not sure.
"Hahahaha, you don't even know who he is. Serves you right for seeking your own death. You could've lived for a few more days, but since you're so determined to make things difficult for me, don't blame me." Elder Yin sneered viciously. He formed a few hand seals again and shouted,"kill them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Golden blood soul Pearl appeared in front of him again. It turned into a light golden mist and enveloped the Golden-robed man.
This time, Ling Chuxi could clearly feel the signs of fluctuations in her divine sense. Looking closely, this spiritual sense was spread out in the light golden fog, like a dense net of spiritual sense.
