The two powers collided crazily, creating layers of aftermath around them.
Shen Yaowei stood behind Huo Junhan and sensed the power rolling out of their bodies. A deep fear appeared in the depths of her eyes.
Junhan was powerful, but the king of the ghost race had already lived for a thousand years. Even if the Ten Thousand Evil Bloodline in his body couldn't compare to Junhan, his own strength far exceeded the two of them.
If this continued, both of them would die.
At the thought of this, Shen Yaowei slowly clenched her fists, and determination quickly appeared in her eyes.
Just as she was about to escort Huo Junhan away, a bell suddenly sounded from the depths of the palace, not far away!
A loud bang spread throughout the entire world. The bell turned into a silver light and headed straight for the sky. In an instant, a huge vortex appeared in the sky. Layers of clouds and mist surged violently inside, shocking everyone.
