Just then, a wanton laugh echoed into the rear courtyard of Daluo Palace. "Ye Ruyan, I've placed a mark on your Divine Soul. You can't escape."
"You may have shaken me off for a moment, but I took the opportunity to drain your friend dry." The old man cackled strangely. "I even left a wisp of her remnant soul to say goodbye. Shouldn't you thank me?"
Gu Zhao looked back and sensed an aura coming from the distant horizon.
The fact that his opponent could sense the aura left inside Ye Ruyan's body from such a great distance, and even project his voice to its location, was a testament to his considerable Magical Power.
But...
Sensing that the man's aura was only about as strong as the White Bone God Monarch's, Gu Zhao was a little confused. 'Doesn't he know about Daluo Palace?'
