"Boom!"
Countless Yin Soul Evil Spirits and Death Souls were launching an attack on Ye Qianming.
As the saying goes, even ants can kill an elephant.
Despite Ye Qianming's immense strength, here, it was only one of his Subsouls.
And the Soul Power of a Subsoul is limited!
Those Yin Soul Evil Spirits rushed out with their piercing howls, eradicating batch after batch, endless and boundless!
Under such circumstances, each one bit off a little of Ye Qianming's Soul Power.
In just an instant, Ye Qianming was completely engulfed in a black tide of Death Souls.
Numerous Yin Soul Evil Spirits surged forward in relentless succession, their dense ghostly aura almost solidifying.
Luo Qingtong could feel the urgency of the situation outside.
Her movements inscribing the Engraving lines were getting faster and faster.
It is because she possesses the Pupil Skill, her actions in inscribing the spatial force field are almost rote, rapid, yet without a single mistake.
"Screech!"
