Soul Impact, invisible and intangible, unseen and unfelt, but the sensation was exceptionally terrifying. Turning his head to look behind, Xin Yun tensed his body, clenched his teeth, and at this point, he could only withstand it head-on!
"Huh?" After sprinting a good distance, Xin Yun looked back in confusion at the ghost butterflies behind him. To his sight, hundreds of ghost butterflies were chasing after him, flapping their wings, yet Xin Yun didn't feel any Soul Impact!
In his puzzlement, Xin Yun immediately found the answer. Looking closely, around his body, a golden-yellow bell-shaped glow descended from above his head, firmly enveloping Xin Yun. The flickering golden light was obviously resisting something.
Although Xin Yun had kept the Chaos Bell suspended above his head since he started his actions, the bell-shaped golden glow wouldn't have appeared unless he was under attack.