In the underground cave beneath Qingqiu Mountain, Chief Strategist You Su twirled his ten fingers skillfully, driving the silver round disk magical treasure before him. The massive silver array enveloped the stabilized Qingqiu Fox Clan, continuously teleporting them away.
In just a few breaths, all the Qingqiu Fox Clan members affiliated with Tu Shanxue had been sent away; only Tu Shanxue herself remained.
Her eyes were shut tight, a cluster of black light circling her brow. She was unconscious, yet her breath had stabilized.
"My Nightmare Technique can barely suppress her divine soul anymore—send her away immediately!" The three grey-clothed figures standing on the opposite side of the silver round disk magical treasure were tense. The centrally positioned grey-clothed elder barked in a deep voice.
As his voice fell, he performed a hand seal, his fingertips flickering with a cluster of black light that resonated with the black light hovering over Tu Shanxue's brow.
