Yan Li stared at the blood curse, and there could be no mistake. The mark carried his son's essence blood, which meant Yan Qingmu was dead and the human standing in front of him had killed him.
"Die!" Yan Li roared.
His body became a streak of darkness, and Li Yun's expression changed as Yan Li appeared in front of him almost instantly. A palm came down with a boom, and Abyssal Miasma flooded the hall, spreading for nearly a thousand meters.
The strength of a Dao Resonance Realm powerhouse was completely different from that of Spirit Manifestation Realm cultivators, and Li Yun felt the difference at once. His whole body stiffened, and a freezing sensation spread up his spine. It was not real cold, but the body's instinctive reaction to overwhelming danger.
