To prevent any trickery, Shuo Yue returned to Qingyu's lifebound space. At the entrance of the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, Tianming, Lingfeng, and Weisheng Moran closely watched the voidheart worm. Tianming's eyes were filled with his divine hazard sword ki strands, ready to shoot out at any moment.

The tension in the air rose to a peak. By then, a slight frost from the Sanctvoid Guard Formation touched the entrance of the Ninedragon Imperial Tomb, slowly seeping toward them. The inside of the ship was already coated in frost, including those within it.

"Let her go and I'll release you!" Tianming demanded. There were nearly a hundred million specter troops that had just returned to Skywolf Frost, catching up to the ship and keeping a close eye on it. While they seemed wary and fearful, they were still itching for blood....