“Master Xu, what do we do now?” Zu Huai’en turned his head and asked, unwilling to look at the bloody scene in front of him.

“Now, only one question remains.” Xu Yangyi was already ten meters away from the group. His hand gently waved, and the obsidian-black body of his Emperor Armament appeared in his hand again. The sword point was aimed at everyone present. “Who are all of you?”

Everyone stared blankly. A couple seconds passed, and Zhao Ziqi floated over in doubt. Big bro, what do you mean?

“Take one more step, and I’ll kill you on the spot,” Xu Yangyi said without a trace of emotion. “Maybe none of you can see.”

“But I can!” His gaze swept through everyone. “You pack of monsters want to deceive me?”

In his gaze, a black thread was connected in between the middle of everyone’s eyebrows!

And this black thread led straight to his dantian. It seemed that they were being absorbed by something!

Indeed, something was drawing the black threads in, the Azurecloud Seed! It was already turning pitch-black! The endless black qi hovering over it turned the egg into a black cocoon!

Ten spirit threads… Zhao Ziqi, Moonless, Cui Xusheng, Shao Yufeng, Mu Yang, First Rat, Second Ox, Ninth Monkey,...