The moment the moonlight was completely swallowed by the shadows, the front claws of the Space-Time Beast arrived, tearing through the void. Ye Fan’s pupils contracted to the size of pinpoints—the outline of the mausoleum churning within the vortex of those claws was identical to the nameless mausoleum they had fallen into three days ago while pursuing the remnants of the Black Fiend Sect.
The burning, stinging pain of the Star Map within his Inner World spread along his Sea of Consciousness. The palpitation from when he had been ambushed in his past life suddenly surged up, yet at this moment, he smiled.
"Miss Su, the third movement of *Soul-Severing*." His voice was pressed extremely low, the Taichu Sword humming as it shook off his protective sword qi. "Junior Sister Lin, wait until Shuang'er's Rivers and Mountains patterns cover its left front leg, then pierce the throat."
Chapter 364