"Boom boom boom"
Amidst a series of explosive roars, a massive Golden Light Mountain, along with the figures of those four people, was pressed into the depths of the desert.
The desert trembled, the sand dunes heaved, and a muffled rumble continually emanated from beneath the ground.
After a while, all the tremors subsided.
Yuan Ming's gigantic Dharma manifestation dissipated, and several roots of the Undying Tree slowly emerged from the ground, dragging out four Black Robed Cultivators, their bodies in tatters.
Among the four, only the tall cultivator still had breath, while the other three had been instantly drained of their life force, leaving behind three withered corpses.
Yuan Ming wasted no words, directly hoisting him up, and pointed at his forehead, forcefully beginning a Soul Search.
Within moments, he understood the identity of this group of people.
