"Let go of our young master!"
The Yao Clan's Profound Immortals couldn't stand it any longer. In a flash, they intervened in the battlefield, faintly forming an encirclement around Song Yan. If he dared refuse, these nine Profound Immortals would definitely attack without hesitation!
"Let him go, is that it?"
Song Yan gave a playful smile, lifted his foot, but in the next instant, stomped it down hard onto Ethan Yao's face.
Feeling the pain from his face, Ethan Yao nearly went mad, struggling desperately. But Song Yan's foot was like a giant mountain, pinning him down so hard he couldn't move an inch no matter how he fought. Right now, besides rage, a wave of panic surged in his heart.
"Kill!"
Seeing their young master humiliated, the nine Profound Immortals could no longer hold back and charged in together.
But just then, a sudden change occurred.
Out of nowhere, four Profound Immortals struck at their four companions without warning.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
All four Profound Immortals were struck hard, coughing up blood as they were sent flying to the ground. For a moment, none of them could get up—they were clearly seriously injured.
Then, those four attackers, each with a ferocious expression, charged at the last remaining Profound Immortal.
Their moves were ruthless, each strike delivered with full force, as if that Profound Immortal was their mortal enemy.
"What's going on?"
Everyone was stunned.
Why did those four Yao Clan Profound Immortals suddenly turn traitor?
Actually, they hadn't betrayed anyone—it was because the four had been caught by Song Yan's soul-type divine ability: Phantasm.
Phantasm is a divine ability that's almost impossible to guard against—there's virtually no warning before you fall under its spell.
In an instant—
With the combined assault of the four Profound Immortals, that last Profound Immortal was severely injured.