In the surroundings, ten young Heavenly Talents retreated far away, watching.
Xiao Yi's figure had already been submerged under the countless dense Primordial Power attacks.
"Is that monster dead?" Yan Ao frowned.
Beside him, a young person sneered, "Under such a siege by so many Supreme Peak experts, how could he still be alive?"
"I fear, now his bones are gone without a trace."
The moment their words fell.
Boom...
A storm of Soul Power erupted instantly.
The dense Primordial Power attacks like a gale around were scattered.
"Hm? Not dead?" More than a hundred Supreme Peak experts were simultaneously shocked.
Before they could strike again, an intangible Soul Power Sword had already condensed out of thin air before them.
Xiao Yi glanced coldly, then ignored them.
The siege by over a hundred Supreme Peak experts was still quite astonishing.
If they were allowed to continuously unleash Primordial Power attacks from afar, they could exhaust Xiao Yi to death.
