In the square, a temporary platform had been erected, surrounded by stacks of pitch-black kindling. This kindling, made from the dead branches of Black Soul Wood, was very suitable as fuel for Soul Fire!
And there stood Lin Yaqin, right below the platform. Beside her, several disciples of the Great Void level were guarding her!
Lin Yaqin's spiritual energy was sealed, her complexion pale. She had sustained internal injuries from repeated attempts to break through the seal and a trace of blood lingered at the corner of her mouth. Standing below the platform, she looked pityingly fragile.
Yet, at this moment, the disciples of the Shenxuan Sect merely watched in silence, most of them with hardly any emotion on their faces.
Soon, a procession of figures emerged from the gate of Shenxuan Sect's grand hall, making their way towards the platform.
Master Shen Yong of the Shenxuan Sect, the sage-like old man Lin Jiu, the elders Guo Tai and Xu Mengqiu arrived above the square.
