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Ma Zhibin tilted his head and glanced at Xue Hongtao, the corner of his mouth carrying a familiar smile with a few hints of wild provocation as he called out, "Da Hongzi, what are you yelling for? Come on, let's have a go and see who cleans up these annoying small fry faster."
Before his words had even fallen, without giving the other man time to react, the Soul Power around him exploded violently. His entire body was like an eagle diving for prey, dragging a savage current of air as he plummeted toward the battlefield below!
At the same time, his sixth soul ring suddenly shone, its deep light piercing the surrounding space.
"Sixth Soul Skill—Demon Flame Soul Burning Array!"
In an instant, twenty to thirty balls of demon flame, glowing with a deep, ghostly-blue luster and shaped like ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, condensed out of thin air around him. They burned in silence, emitting a chilling heat that made even the soul feel a stabbing pain.
Ma Zhibin precisely locked onto two Dark Nether Guard Soul Sages below, who were locked in fierce combat with several Flying God guards.
With a sweep of his hand, those ghostly-blue demon flames abruptly accelerated. Carrying a strange shriek that seemed to devour Soul Power, they split into two precise torrents of blue fire and shot toward their targets!
Fast! Too fast!
One of the Soul Sages was using the dark chains coiled around him to forcibly withstand the powerful chops of two knights. He had just knocked one of them back when he suddenly felt a bone-deep chill from the depths of his soul envelop him.
He turned his head in horror, only to see a deep, ghostly-blue light rapidly magnifying in his pupils!
"Ugh—ahh!"
He did not even