267 Yu Lun Captured

From the neck of the mysterious man came a ray of black light, but it was too blurry for people to see clearly what kind of mark it was.

"Black light? Black mark?"

Yu Lun sensed something was not right. What did a black Bloodline mark stand for? An Eighth-rank Bloodline.

At the Northern Desert, the most powerful of the Bloodlines were Seventh Rank ones. There was never an Eighth-rank Bloodline in history. If this was true, then this man did not belong to the Northern Desert.

"Whoosh!"

The mysterious man rushed directly towards the Fate Wheel on flames. His speed was so fast that warriors of the Soul Pond Realm and Fate Wheel Realm could not see him. Only Yu Lun and the other two Eternal Realm could sense him with psychic power.

The flaming Fate Wheel danced around in the sky, raising fierce wind nearby. There seemed to be a man circling around the Fate Wheel? But many people could not see clearly so they could not say for sure.

"What..."