Blind Ye moved ahead to gather with his little disciple, and by the way, to check on how well the young man who had come out of the Baihun Sect was recovering now.
A flash of light crossed the ring worn on the index finger of An Qingxian's right hand. Sensing this, she raised her palm and probed inward with her immortal sense.
The ring contained a space of only about ten square meters, and Tian Sanshi was trapped inside it.
"Is anyone there! Come out! Is there anyone breathing!" Tian Sanshi was driving himself crazy. What kind of ghost place was this? He couldn't use his true qi, and his current state was even weaker than that of an ordinary person.
After all, he had just been through a fierce battle, and his body was long since exhausted to the limit. The fact that he could still shout and holler was only because he had rested for a little while.
"You just went through a fierce battle, and instead of recovering your strength, you're screaming at the top of your lungs. Are you really not afraid of death?" An Qingxian's figure appeared before Tian Sanshi.
"An Qingxian, what on earth do you want!" Tian Sanshi roared.
He had thought he was a dead man for sure, but he wasn't. After the Ziwei Immortal Emperor threw him down into the Ziwei Star Realm, before he even had time to think, An Qingxian had arrived, directly branded his soul, and brought him to this ghostly place.
"Allowing you to keep your life is naturally because you are useful to me. You are quite welcome to commit …
Chapter 867