Outer Star River, within the Moon Temple.
"Han Yi!"
Mou Qi's arrogant divine voice suddenly rang out within the Divine Platform designated for Han Yi alone.
Immediately after, a gradually becoming distinct image emerged within a crystal-clear block of ice.
Pang Jian Yuan Shen had returned to his original state, his body's flowing light and lightning constantly splashing outwards. The luster in his eyes was slightly dim, as if he had suffered a considerable setback.
The robust and rugged Cang Feng, along with the gentle-tempered Mu Ya, stood at either side of Pang Jian Yuan Shen.
Further in the distance, several "Rivers of Wisdom" flowed quietly, shielding the connection between Pang Jian's spirit and the outside world.
Cloaked in a white robe, Mou Qi's gaze was frosty as he fixed it upon the regrouped Pang Jian.
In this scenario, Pang Jian was the encircled party, his circumstances clearly dire.
Mou Qi calmly stated, "Pang Jian, you can't escape."
"Pang Jian!"
