Soul Emperor?
Was he calling him? No, probably not.
It must just be that the Evil Emperor sensed the lingering God Slaying Sword Qi on him.
As for that old fellow?
To make a being like the Evil Emperor, whose entire body is steeped in endless ancient aura, actually call someone "old fellow"…
Who could that be?
In the very last second before his consciousness blacked out, a trace of doubt surged up in Xiao Yi's heart.
But before he could think, his awareness was completely lost.
Still, he wasn't worried. The Evil Emperor had retreated, and the rift of the Evil Domain Space had vanished.
His Flame Formation would also collapse as soon as it lost his control.
Everything… just ends here.
The face that Xiao Yi had kept cold all this time finally relaxed slightly in this moment, revealing a faint smile.
Down below, only cries of alarm rose up one after another.
"Kid Xiao Yi."
"Kid Xiao Xun."
"Kid Yi Xiao."
"Brother Xiao Yi."
"Junior Brother Xiao Yi."
"…"
