Qin Ye shifted his hands to his waist, but didn’t transform into his emissary state just yet.

It’s still not time…

The underworld emissaries would still need to break the threefold soul-setting technique by uncovering the lid with the Big Dipper Soul Invocation array, pluck out the soul affixing nail, and remove the soul retention jade. And all these things could only be done through the medium of a fleshly body. In all likelihood, the underworld emissaries might even be utterly crushed by Zhou Xianlong before they could achieve all these things.

Don’t rush… Patience…

He drew several deep breaths to regulate his emotions, and his frantic heartbeats gradually slowed down. Nevertheless, he continued to keep his eyes glued to the television broadcast of the abrupt chaos at the funerary hall.

The reporters gathered outside the funerary hall gasped as they retreated to the side. The cameramen also screamed as they backed away. The entire funerary hall was instantly thrown into chaos, and only the fixed and standing cameras continued to capture and broadcast the ensuing madness.

The instructors outside the hall were also completely flabbergasted by the situation. In the heat of the moment, nobody could assess whether it was better to obey the instructions of the professors or to rush into the funerary hall to lend their assistance.

The students were even more dumbstruck. A number of students stared blankly at the empty seats around them, second guessing whether those seats had truly been occupied just a moment ago.

In fact, the dozen or so figures that were...