Flesh Paste (Second Update)

As for the last bandit Soul Elder, who was over level thirty, his Martial Soul was a migratory bird used for scouting. He was the weakest among the bandits in terms of cultivation!

"Assault-type Soul Masters, scouting-type Soul Masters, and one healing-type and control-type Soul Master."

"This seven-man bandit group has quite a powerful lineup!"

Du Bai secretly assessed them.

"I've already said it: as long as you cooperate obediently and leave behind all the valuables and resources on you, you can leave here safely."

"Otherwise, we'll use force to subdue you!"

"By then, don't even think about leaving this place!"

"While I still have patience, hurry up and do it. Move it!"

The Great Saber bandit Soul Master with the highest cultivation warned them again.

At the same time, he took the Great Saber out of his Storage Spirit Tool again and rested its flat against his shoulder, looking thoroughly overbearing.

"Are you serious?"

At that moment, Zheng Datong spoke calmly.

With Big Brother, a Titled Douluo, backing him up, Zheng Datong had nothing to fear.

Although Zheng Datong was only a level thirty-four Soul Elder, he was not the least bit afraid of the fierce battle Soul King bandit before him. He stared straight into the man's eyes.

Being stared at so directly by Zheng Datong made the Great Saber bandit feel rather displeased.

"You bastard, do you want to be the first Soul Master to die under my blade?"

"How dare you speak to me so arrogantly!"

"I'll repeat myself one last time. I'm not playing around with you. If you anger us, heads will roll!"

The Great Saber bandit Soul Master warned him again, waving the Great Saber through the air as though he were about to strike someone.

"Oh—"

"Then let me tell you this: