As soon as Ye Xunhuan's voice fell, a barely noticeable vortex of energy formed around him, causing dust to rise around.
Meanwhile, Ye Xunhuan's dark brown eyes gradually turned crimson, accompanied by a chilling aura spreading out, engulfing the surroundings in an ominous atmosphere.
At this moment, Ye Xunhuan seemed to become an unfathomable black vortex capable of devouring everything, ready to swallow souls like a black hole, or a formidable beast!
The monk trembled involuntarily upon sensing the sinister killing intent from Ye Xunhuan, and his solemn demeanor vanished, replaced by unprecedented seriousness.
Ye Xunhuan's killing intent was overwhelmingly potent, as if drawing people into an ancient battlefield, littered with broken limbs, thick blood, and bodies everywhere...
This gruesome illusion could shatter one's inner world, causing it to collapse, and thoroughly disrupt one's sanity!
