Chapter 177: Substitute Death Witchcraft

Hovering in midair, Han Yi's blank gaze suddenly changed, as a chilly gleam jumped out of his eyes.

In an instant, his figure flickered, and the Soul Breaking Pill he was about to put in his mouth only touched an afterimage.

Not good.

The three surrounding him had their hearts pounding.

In a blink of an eye, the bearded burly man threw his wide and thick black knife. Instead of slashing, the knife gently swayed, creating dozens of blade shadows that fell from the air, trapping Han Yi within a ten-meter radius.

Blade lights flashed incessantly, turning into barriers of blade shadows.

However, Han Yi was even faster.

When his Divine Soul transformed into the tower in the Sea of Consciousness, he had already escaped and, in just a split second, knew what he should do.

The other two Foundation Building Middle Level cultivators were secondary; the most important one was the mysterious woman in the black robe.