Zong Shou's brow rose up. He also sensed it after Chuxue. At this moment, he still couldn't move so he allowed the One Origin Sword to fly out of his body.
The Dragon Energy swallowing was already close to the end, which was why he was barely able to move the second soul however not for a long time.
If not the Dragon Energy would enter the body and corrupts the soul. Big or small it was still problematic.
The wings buffed it and he slashed down, charging out of the small sized world. Behind the sword handle was Zong Shou's soul image.
Outside was a maniacal space storm and numerous cracks which flashed about in a not orderly manner.
If he wasn't careful, he would be sliced into dozens of fragments.
Zong Shou followed the aura and came here. Halfway, he scattered out thousands of streaks of sword light, like an impregnable wall to cut off this space.