Su Yen is dead?

Bang! Bang!

Deafening sounds echoed through the air as dust rose to the sky, and the trembling ground split into deep craters lined with spider web-like cracks.

The chaos was suffocating, with deadly, sharp winds filling the atmosphere. Yet, the one responsible for this terrifying scene seemed indifferent.

Su Yen wore a solemn expression as he battled against the third specter in the sacred land.

The second specter had been manageable, and Su Yen had sent it to the afterlife without much difficulty. But this third one was a completely different beast.

The specter was a birdman with a wingspan of ten meters, each feather as sharp and durable as a sword.

Moreover, the birdman's movement skills were extraordinary. Even though Su Yen prided himself on having comprehended the space dao, against this birdman, his spatial abilities seemed insufficient.