The Not-So-Simple Evil Soul Masters

Zeng Xiao and Mu Li examined the communication Soul Tool Hu Haoran had brought them. The longer they looked, the uglier their expressions became.

"You know all seven of these Evil Soul Masters from the Evil Soul Tower, right?" Hu Haoran poured two cups of tea and placed them before Zeng Xiao and Mu Li. "Tell us about these seven Title Douluo from the Evil Soul Tower. What are their backgrounds? Judging by their appearances, they all seem like pretty formidable figures!"

"More than formidable—they're a pack of lunatics. I'd been wondering who would dare bring two level-twelve Fixed Soul Tools into the Cangyun Empire. So it was them. In that case, everything makes sense!" Mu Li stared at the portraits displayed by the communication Soul Tool, his face full of melancholy. He was utterly unwilling to oppose these people, but now that they stood on opposing sides, there was no other choice.

"To take down the Lieyun Sect, the Evil Soul Tower has really gone all out. It's only natural for them to send such an astonishing lineup!" Hu Haoran nodded calmly. He took the matter very lightly. He would never believe that the Evil Soul Tower would casually send some nobody to handle something like this.

Zeng Xiao shrugged, took a deep breath, picked up his teacup, and took a small sip before slowly speaking. "Let me introduce them to Master one by one. Since we're bound to face them anyway, there's no harm in knowing more about them!"

With Zeng Xiao and Mu Li's introductions, Hu Haoran gained a rough understanding of the seven people sent by the Evil Soul Tower.

The leader was Ghost Douluo, a level ninety-four Title Douluo. His martial soul was the Ghost Banner. He was an assault-type Soul Master who excelled at