The Ghost Nether Sound could indeed affect most Martial Artists, and even ordinary Nine Heavens Martial Emperors might not have been able to resist it easily. However, as a Soul Refiner possessing the Divine Spirit Gaze, Ye Xuan was completely unaffected. He seized the opportunity, feigning unconsciousness to make the Ghost Ruler Emperor lower his guard, and immediately fled the battlefield.
But Ye Xuan knew he was still far from safe.
With his Concealing Breath Skill, it wasn't difficult to evade his pursuer. However, the lingering bloodline aura of the brown-haired Martial Emperor he had killed was still on him. The Nine Heavens Martial Emperor had undoubtedly used this very aura to track him down.
'What rotten luck. I thought Wukong Mountain Villa didn't have any experts nearby, but who knew a Nine Heavens Martial Emperor would be right here.'
Ye Xuan was speechless at his own misfortune. His luck was just too awful.
