At this time, Ye Dun stood in the empty sky, staring at the King's shadow. On him, a mysterious breath was slowly releasing.

This breath, unlike the true element or the power of the soul, is like a combination of two forces. With the hands of Ye Dun, it becomes more and more thick and is spreading to every corner of the Temple of Heavenly Blood, which is extremely strange.

"What does he want to do?" Yan Mo stared at Ye Dun. Did he find out?

The crowd also noticed this, looking around, or looking at the wall, but they couldn't see through it at all, which made them begin...