Pei Su retracted his gaze, "Yan Yan, can you sense the fragments of Brother Yao's soul?"

"Yes." Chen Yan nodded, "It should be very close."

"In that case..." Pei Su said firmly, "Even if there's a Fallen Angel at the exit, we have to go for it."

Chen Yan said to them: "You go into the space first."

Zhuge Youlin frowned and said disapprovingly, "Yan Yan, are you going to abandon us again and face danger alone?"

Xiao Zechuan looked at Chen Yan and said indifferently, "Since we came with you, we absolutely cannot let you fight alone."

"Without challenges, how can there be progress?" Jiang Xianyue said.

Chen Yan met their determined and fearless gazes, and her grip on the hilt of the sword tightened a little.

"good."

Zhuge Youlin laughed arrogantly and said, "I don't believe that a group of Shuras and demons like us can't take down a Fallen Angel!"

"Let's go!"

Chen Yan asked Chongming to return to the supernatural space.

At this moment, seven figures walked forward towards the light.

The moment they passed through the space crack, a powerful murderous aura swept in from all directions like a raging torrent.

Although they were prepared, they were still shocked by the murderous aura.

In an instant, an extremely sharp sword light came quickly.

The seven people tried their best to dodge to the side, but the sword light still brushed past their bodies, causing a stinging pain.

Several people were blasted away and fell heavily to the ground.

Suddenly, a painful groan broke the brief silence.

Pei Su fell to the ground, his face pale as paper, sweat dripping from his forehead. Where he had fallen, a sharp bone spur loomed, having pierced his thigh. Blood oozed from the wound.

"Pei Su!" The faces of the friends suddenly changed.

And just at this moment——

A sword energy that almost reached the power of a god instantly flew towards Pei Su!