"You... Who are you?!" Mi Xuan was shocked. He did not expect to be pulled out of Feng Qing Yang's body so easily. Since his true form was that of a soul, he still functioned very normally. However, he soon discovered he could not move at all in front of the golden-clad young man. His soul had been completely suppressed. The other party's aura was frighteningly powerful.
"Mi Xuan, don't bother to struggle," Duan Ling Tian said coldly, "Do you think you can escape from an Emperor of Gods?"
'Emperor of Gods!'
