The souls of the dead howled across the land like a raging storm.
The sky, once gloomy, now became pitch black, blotting out the sun.
The earth trembled and split open.
Countless cultivators from the Wilderness Realm only glanced at the soul storm raging above.
And in that instant, their minds nearly unraveled.
If it hadn't been for Chang'sheng's timely protection, they'd have been lost.
Their souls weren't sucked away by that deathly whirlwind.
Lu Chang'sheng gazed at the activated jade pendant.
A spatial teleportation portal emerged.
All the terrifying aura spilled forth right from that portal.
The black-robed man and woman immediately stopped attacking—they knew full well.
Before the God Slaying Sword Formation, they had zero chance to resist!
And that jade pendant was their gateway: a spatial teleportation portal straight to the Death Soul Spirit Palace.
From the portal, a man appeared, hidden beneath deep-black robes.
