This voice was very familiar to Ye Mo, exactly like the little girl's, but it carried an undertone of evil. No doubt, this evil charm spirit had finally escaped from the Heavenly Seal Tower.
"Ye Mo, now you should understand what true power means. You have no chance to protect anyone, and your journey of cultivation should come to an end."
Fu Rong looked at the ominous cloud in the sky, her voice becoming hoarse. Now that the evil charm spirit had appeared, if she could find a way to control it, she would gain the strongest ally.
As soon as Fu Rong's voice fell, Ye Mo saw the cloud swirl and then transform into a familiar figure—it was unmistakably the little girl, identical in appearance and form.
"All elders, quickly set up the Soul Trapping Formation! This evil charm spirit has come out from the Heavenly Seal Tower, and its aura is still unstable!"
Fu Chen shouted loudly.
