No, it wasn't just Wan Yulang. It should be said that the strength of the group of souls in front of him was terrifying!
Logically speaking, after Wan Yulang and the others were killed by Ye Ying'er, their souls were extracted and imprisoned in this space. They were all puppets of Ye Ying'er. They usually didn't even have consciousness, let alone cultivate. Even the resentment from the deaths of the victims who usually died in the space was given to Ye Ying'er.
After devouring the resentment of Ye Ying'er, it could only make their strengths slightly stronger than ordinary souls.
No wonder Yao Qingyi was sent flying just now. The strength of these vengeful spirits far exceeded their imagination!
"Hehehe, it's your turn!" Wan Yulang glared. The corners of his mouth were raised high as he laughed crazily. He raised his arm and smashed it towards Shen Yaowei's face.
The peachwood dagger in her hand swept across and pierced Wan Yulang's arm.
