The Ye family's courtyard, Ye family's members were turning to dust one after another.
Everyone in the Ye family had fallen into an endless abyss; all they felt was fear and despair.
In less than a minute, more than a hundred people in the Ye family had vanished into smoke and ashes.
The death toll kept rising.
"Jiuyou Leader! Please save my Ye family!"
Ye Xiong looked at the Jiuyou Leader in terror and despair; the Nine Nether Temple was their only support.
Ling Xiaoxiao coldly said, "Can he save them?"
"Outrageous!" Jiuyou Leader's anger nearly exploded, the feeling of being trapped and humiliated was unbearable.
"Why aren't the Hall Masters here yet!" Jiuyou Leader roared crazily inside.
"If Nangong Xuan the Great Elder could receive word from the Soulreaper Clan, now would be the chance to start the war, but even if there's no news from them, killing Kui Ying would likely deter the Dragon God Holy Temple from starting a war," Water Traceless thought to himself.
