Qing Hai's body was completely sealed by the white-haired, old man and his partner. The Dou Qi within his body had even ceased flowing at this moment. He struggled for a while, but he was unable to escape. Finally, his fierce eyes suddenly turned to Xiao Yan and coldly laughed, "If you dare to hurt the old me, it will be equivalent to you becoming enemies with the Hall of Souls! The old me doesn't know just what kind of background you have, but offending the Hall of Souls is an extremely foolish action!"
"Ke ke, what arrogant words. Is the Hall of Souls that great?" The white-haired man by the side strangely laughed when he heard Qing Hai's words.