As Ji Changye began to speak, infinite demonic energy surged from under his feet, instantly forming a dark domain filled with demonic clouds.
In this domain, the Demon Soul could feel its star power and physical body visibly weakened under the influence of the inescapable demonic cloud domain.
"A weakening skill?"
The Demon Soul's eyes flickered with slight movement. At this moment, several black figures rose from within the dark domain.
Yan Qing and his two companions, the previous Qiankun Sect disciple, a young woman, a young man, and an elder.
"A bunch of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, what use do they have!"
Liu Sheng scoffed and stepped forward, instantly lunging towards the Demon Soul and Ji Changye.
The young man from the Qiankun Sect charged ahead, surrounded by rolling earth elements forming a suit of rock armor.
On this rock armor, it seemed as if five small mountains floated, appearing profoundly mystical.
