Ye Zhen only felt that the amulet hanging at his chest from the Demon Soul Hall suddenly became unimaginably hot, the terrifying temperature even scorching the skin of Ye Zhen's chest with a sizzling sound.
Ye Zhen's current physique, tempered under the Blue Flame Sky, could be made to sizzle like this, showing how high the temperature was.
Almost instantly, the flood dragon tendon used as a lanyard turned to ashes in this terrifying heat, and the Demon Soul Hall suddenly surged out from Ye Zhen's chest, rushing towards the blood-colored sky ahead.
In an instant, Ye Zhen was in a panic.
Instinctively, a four-colored Soul Light shot from his eyes like a tangible substance, intending to use Divine Soul Power to control the Demon Soul Hall, to prevent it from leaving.
Not to mention anything else, the hundreds of Demon Spirit Phantoms imprisoned inside the Demon Soul Hall were priceless treasures.
