Zhao Yanting surrenders

Zhao Yanting and the others were already in a precarious situation, and there was a possibility of death at any moment. Now that there were seven or eight more evil souls, they could not hold on any longer.

In just a few breaths 'time, the few men were injured one after another. Zhao Yanting was the same. His psychic energy was severely damaged, causing his reaction to be slower by more than half a beat.

"I'm the young lord of Haifeng city, the general of the five armies of the cloud Prefecture. You dare to harm me?" Zhao Yanting let out a miserable shriek.

He still couldn't figure out where these evil spirits had come from, and why they had only attacked the few of them.

Under normal circumstances, the soul fiends that were sealed in the soul Pagoda would lose their combat power. Even if they were released again, they would not be able to pose a threat to void refinement realm cultivators.