They didn't want their relatives to hear their screams.

"It's just a piercing of the palm, that's what it's called?" Yin Nian's face was expressionless, because the chain was directly clasping her bones with her palms. Without a key, she couldn't open it even with force, so she simply didn't

Done.

Every time she waved the chain, she could bring out countless fresh blood in her palms.

The old wounds have not healed, and new wounds have been added.

"You just said, why did you seal my Fengyuan? I can still move freely, right?"

"Are you stupid?"

"My Fengyuan can recover from injuries quickly, but it doesn't just hurt."

The chains wrapped around their heads and tied their mouths that were moaning in pain.

"There is no Fengyuan."

"I can still kill you!"

"You can still kill everyone who wants to kill me!"

The chain trembled, like a python's final blow.

Their skulls exploded.

And Yin Nian saw that the other side of the cauldron was lifted slightly.

She narrowed her eyes.

Immediately put away the magic elements.

"Ah!" She heard the painful sounds of the Emperor's troops outside lifting the cauldron, "Yin Nian!!"

They were calling her name.

Thought she was dead.

The fresh air outside suddenly rushed into the stuffy cauldron.

The fighting ground cannot be dyed red by the bright moon in the sky.

The moonlight falls indiscriminately everywhere.

Everyone who held their breath and watched attentively saw a scene that they would never forget.

Yin Nian was not dead, her hair was covered in sticky plasma, dripping down her shoulder blades and collarbones.

A bloody robe wrapped around her tattered body.

At her feet were three heads, and the three headless corpses were prostrate as if worshiping.

Half of Yin Nian's face was intact, but the other half seemed to have been branded with a bad mark.

She turned around and looked at the stunned An Di and others.

"Um."
Chapter completed!