Situ Xian's thoughts concentrated into a single point and transmitted over.
Han Yi did not respond, but his expression turned extremely grave. After all, this Profound Immortal was not like those Nine Majestic Profound Immortals who were cursed; on the contrary, the Blood War Taoist, harboring resentment, had come desperately, his combat power even able to perform beyond normal.
He looked up at the black handkerchief blocking the light above his head, then glanced to the left and noticed that a hundred miles away was also enveloped in darkness, thus realizing that the handkerchief thrown out by the Blood War Taoist not only isolated above and below but likely also affected the surroundings.
In other words, the function of this black handkerchief, similar to an Immortal Array, was also of an encircling type, designed to prevent Han Yi from escaping.
