With a sharp ding, the ray was blocked, revealing its true form: a needle roughly five centimeters long.
"Tsk, tsk, Demon Scorpion. I never expected you to be so devoid of honor. To deal with a mere Spirit Emperor, you even used your Soul-Snatching Needle. That's the strongest killing move of your Martial Soul."
The speaker was a burly man with extraordinarily developed muscles. Even clad in Battle Armor, he looked unmistakably like a musclebound brute.
He was also the most powerful person present, a Seven Rings Soul Saint. His Martial Soul was the Furious Raging Ape.
"Old fool, if you leave now, I can guarantee I won't lay a hand on you. Otherwise, both of you will leave your lives here today."
The Battle Armor Master called Demon Scorpion spoke in a hoarse voice. Clad in black-and-red Battle Armor, her figure was curvaceous. She was actually a woman.
"Hmm, it seems these Evil Soul Masters are targeting Fu Huai'an. Is there something special about him?"
Nan Fusheng, hidden nearby, silently listened to their conversation and analyzed the Evil Soul Masters' objective.
"Hahaha! You sewer rats actually dared to attack a Federation Soul Train and assassinate government personnel, and now you're telling me to leave? Who do you think you are?" the muscular man mocked outright.
"Fine. Then you can stay here today along with everyone on this train."
Evil Soul Masters were twisted by nature. Mocked by the muscular man, Demon Scorpion immediately erupted. Killing one was killing, and killing two made no difference.
"Purple, purple, purple, purple, black, black, black."
Seven Soul Rings appeared behind Demon Scorpion, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.
Faced with Demon Scorpion's sudden outburst, the muscular man readied himself and said to Fu Huai'an beside him:
"Demon Scorpion cannot be underestimated. The Federation