The spiritual energy in the surrounding air seemed to freeze and condense in an instant.
The black silhouette appeared to encounter immense resistance.
At this moment, Zhu Chen finally saw the appearance of this figure, completely charred, with facial features obscured beneath a layer of black soot, making it impossible to discern its visage. However, the surface layer seemed to have torn open from intense movement, revealing weakened parts beneath.
An old man in a green robe emerged from behind Zhu Chen, it was Master Fuyang.
Master Fuyang's face was displeased, and as he opened his hand, a powerful suction emanated from his palm, causing the head of the creature suspected to be Zhao Yang to fall into his hand.
Master Fuyang closed his eyes slightly, and within a few breaths, he exerted force, causing the head in his hand to explode instantly.
"Blood Sea Sect... it's you again…"
Master Fuyang's expression was unpleasant.
