Buzz—
As soon as Ling Zemin's voice fell, the space around Yun Lintian's group distorted, and a black dome immediately surrounded them.
Yun Lintian furrowed his brow as a powerful suppression fell upon him, threatening to take his life.
"Do you like the meeting gift I prepared for you?" Ling Zemin smiled coldly. "You were fortunate to be shielded by the lingering power of the Beyond Heaven King back then. I really want to see if you can still be lucky this time."
On the side, Zhan Huan attentively observed Yun Lintian's group. He could recognize Cang Shang and Linlin, but he had no idea about the white owl and the little girl on Yun Lintian's shoulders. For some reason, he had a foreboding in his heart.
"Be careful. This is the Immortal Killing Divine Formation." Yue Chuntao spoke through a sound transmission. "I need to exert a lot of energy to resist it."