C249 Heaven Earth Messenger

The man and his beast companion fixed their gaze on the looming hand, poised for battle.

Just then, a deep voice echoed from the twisted void, "Cultivator, produce the departed soul, or face death..."

The voice was chillingly detached, as if devoid of all emotion.

The final utterance of 'death' resonated with immense power.

Upon hearing this, Han Binn's body shook