Crack... Crack... Crack...
Staring at the gigantic bone fin protruding from his chest, Yin Yi's eyes widened in disbelief.
His chest heaved violently, and with each rise and fall, blood sprayed like a fountain, while the bone fin had torn open most of his throat, producing those despairing, crackling sounds.
"No... Elder Brother..."
Yang Ben let out a heart-wrenching howl, as the Soul-Rending Purple Fire Bell in his palm burst into terrifying purple flames.
Yang Ben actually activated the origin power of his soul artifact, the Soul-Rending Purple Fire Bell.
Poof!
At that very moment, Yin Yi's skull shattered, and his dim Three-colored Innate Soul shot out.
Swish!
As if tearing through paper, the bone fin inside Yin Yi sliced upward, directly cutting him in half. At that instant, the Great Saint of Jinghai soared skyward, a massive divine soul palm imprint descending onto the Three-colored Innate Soul that had just escaped from Yin Yi.
"Second Brother, run..."
