However, he could still control himself. He was confident about that.

The Heaven Devouring Avatar's devouring was indeed frightening. Therefore, he constantly reminded himself that control was the most important thing.

Even in the situation he had gotten himself in, he was not afraid. After all, he did not fear their strength.

In the dark of night, Immortal Mo Li's eyes were cold as she tracked Wu Yu down with Chasing Soul. When Wu Yu stopped, she wordlessly pulled out another immortal treasure.

Robbing Soul.

It was a white zither, the perfect complement to Chasing Soul.

A flute, a zither, and a beauty. Even with the black sun sucking light, the sky filled with colors.

"Take the soul ring off me." Being hunted down like that was irritating for Wu Yu.

He had the power to crush her.

Tang!

Immortal Mo Li ignored him, instead extending a long, polished finger to flick out a note from her zither. Wu Yu's spirit felt a sharp pain.

His body's composition was not an immortal's, a ghostly immortal's,...