A stream of yin energy whistled in, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped.
Frost condensed on the ground, and Li Yan's mind went numb from the cold.
"Roar!"
With a loud roar, the coffin lid popped up again.
Before Li Yan could react, a pair of icy hands suddenly seized his throat.
Feeling intense pain in his neck, Li Yan let out a low shout and simultaneously grabbed the opponent's wrist. Two Soul-breaking Flying Blades whistled out, directly severing both of the opponent's arms.
At the same time, chains clattered in his ears.
The demon was unwilling, but had already been locked by the Netherworld General. Around him, the Yin Wind intensified, and Li Yan heard angry and desperate screams in his ears.
In just a single breath, the darkness rapidly dispersed.
Along with it, the demonic qi inside the old zombie also vanished.
As the yin soldiers departed, the darkness quickly disappeared, leaving the cave in dead silence.
Crack!
