บท 1452: Who Was It?

At the same time, in the Soul Race's pavilion, Venerable Immortal Ling Yun, Beigong Hongtian, and even the Soul Race's ancestor spat out mouthfuls of blood essence.

Ye Chen was protected from the old man's power, but it did not mean that the three of them were.

"There's an expert!" Venerable Immortal Ling Yun's face turned pale as she stood up and exclaimed. "What kind of power was that just now? Why didn't I sense it at all?"

Her back was drenched with sweat.

She looked at the ancestor of the Hun clan and said coldly,"This is your territory. Could it be that your Hall of Souls has already sent someone?" Why did you attack us?"

The old man from the Soul Race was startled. He shook his head. "Senior Ling Yun, are you joking? My injuries are more serious than the two of you. Why would I have myself attacked?"