Sixteen, fourteen… countless soundless booms reverberated through Su Xuan Yi's soul. His firelights in the Emperor of Abyss' True World were burning at their last, but Su Ming was not showing any signs of weakness. Instead, as Su Xuan Yi moved back and Su Ming continuously pressed onward, his side started growing bigger.
"Damn it!"
Su Xuan Yi was forced back nonstop. He was already certain that Su Ming was an Antecedental Spirit. If that was not the case, Su Ming would definitely not have been able to do this, but this was simply too far-fetched and ridiculous. After all, Su Xuan Yi had been plotting for years, but he still could not enter the world where the All Spirits Hall was located and could not have his spirit ascend. If that was not the case, there was no way he would be in such a pathetic state.
