"The weakest of the Four Pavilions each have a Dou Zun powerhouse stationed within? Then doesn't your Soul Hall have several Dou Zun experts?" After hearing Feng Protector's introduction, Nalan Yanran continued questioning him.
"Hehe, not only do we have many Dou Zun experts, we even have several Saints who stand at the very peak of the continent!"
Seeing that Nalan Yanran and the others had taken in his earlier explanation, Feng Protector grew somewhat smug.
"Saints, and several of them at that? What kind of nonsense are you spouting? Do you think Lord Flood Dragon was raised to be scared?"
Hearing the smugness in Feng Protector's tone, as well as the faint contempt he held toward them, Crimson Flood Dragon's anger flared up once more. After barking out a rebuke, he swiftly raised his hand and punched Feng Protector's soul, immediately drawing out a miserable scream.
"Ah!"
"You've got some nerve! You still dare treat me like this after learning that I'm from the Soul Hall? You'll regret this sooner or later!"
After revealing the Soul Hall's strength, Feng Protector was clearly a little more confident than before. Even while being tortured by Crimson Flood Dragon, he still stubbornly uttered threats.
"You still dare talk back? Lord Flood Dragon will kill you!"
Hot-tempered Crimson Flood Dragon did not care about any of that. Upon hearing Feng Protector's threats again, red light flashed in the large hand gripping him, and he was about to crush Feng Protector's soul.
Seeing this, Nalan Yanran spoke up again to stop him. "Crimson Flood Dragon, don't act rashly yet!"
"Ah—"
As terrifying power erupted from Crimson Flood Dragon's hand, Feng Protector's soul instantly let out a shrill scream. Had Crimson Flood Dragon not heard Nalan Yanran's words and stopped midway, Feng Protector's soul would