362 The Tortured Jin Yi

"Lord Jin Yi, save me." Wang Tong faced the black pillar of light that shot into the sky, his expression happy.

The imperial palace of the Ascension Immortal Dynasty trembled intensely. Black qi spread in the air, and an ear-piercing sound reverberated between the heavens and the earth, causing one's mind to tremble.

Immediately after, the sound of something shattering sounded from a palace hall. It collapsed with a bang, and dust flew in the sky. With traces of evil aura, a small black shadow slowly appeared in front of everyone.

A white-haired old man in a blood-red robe appeared. His thin face was extremely pale, as if a layer of skin had covered his bones. His eyes were hollow and empty, revealing a strange feeling.

The white-haired old man stood in the void. His blood robe fluttered as he let out a strange laugh.

"Blood!"