“Soul Strangle!” Chang Yuan let out an explosive shout.

In the next moment, the floating Soul Banners swooped down from the air and surrounded Nie Tian and Qian Xin.

Before Nie Tian could do anything, the discarnate souls floating inside the banners shot out.

Like misty, gray shadows, they grimaced as they pounced on Nie Tian and Qian Xin with their rage and grudges from their former lives.

At the same time, Chang Yuan unleashed another of the Spirit God Sect’s psychic magics.

As he did, Nie Tian widened his eyes, nine tiny glowing spots suddenly appearing in the depths of his eyes.

Afterwards, the psychic magic that was invisible to the naked eye was presented before Nie Tian with great clarity.

He saw the discarnate souls dragging gray, misty tails as they interwove into a giant pair of scissors, which shot towards him in the next moment.

Psychic attacks couldn’t be defended...