Crack!
The metallic sphere wasn't particularly hard.
A slight effort was all it took to crush it.
At that moment, Ye Feng, who had just landed on the island, sensed something.
"The High Priest of the Ancient Soul Clan has crushed the metallic orb. It seems that something bad has indeed happened."
Whoosh!
Ye Feng wrapped around Mo Ying and instantly disappeared.
Above the volcanic crater.
After the High Priest crushed the metallic orb, she found that it had merely turned into a golden brilliance, which then rose like a plume of smoke.
"Uh... is this the power that can solve the crisis?"
The High Priest was stunned.
The next moment, two figures appeared out of thin air, standing above this golden mist.
The High Priest rubbed her eyes.
She stared at Ye Feng and realized she couldn't see through his cultivation aura, her expression solidifying.
