A thick, dense evil specter energy covered the slumbering grounds of the Yin specters in the Soul Tomb.
This place was supposed to be dark, with the red moon's light masked by dust, but there was an eerie ghostly blue fire that swirled around.
"Zhulong! Fengming! All of you are crazy. Killing us is equivalent to declaring war on every faction in the entire Tian Yuan world!"
"The Martial Alliance may be strong, but it is just a slightly bigger faction. It cannot defeat the entire Tian Yuan world. Let us go!"
All the Heavenly Blood Union members were being restricted by the large cocoons' arrays. They were shouting crazily in the beginning, but towards the end, the fear and excruciating pain had drained them of their willpower.
