The Special Operations Squad's Eighth Member

A pungent smell of disinfectant kept flooding his nostrils, while light constantly flashed across his eyelids. Jiang Zixuan could not help frowning before slowly opening his eyes and looking around at his surroundings.

"Where... am I?"

After saying that, Jiang Zixuan found his voice incredibly hoarse. He tried to prop himself up and look around, but the pain receptors in his body seemed to have only just been connected. Waves of agonizing pain immediately tore through half his body, twisting his face into a grimace.

It took quite a while for the pain to fade. Only then did he slowly sit up and look at the spot that had hurt earlier.

He found it strange. The right side of his body was clearly intact, aside from being wrapped in several layers of thick bandages. Why had it hurt so intensely?

After resting for a while, everything that had happened earlier gradually resurfaced in his mind.

Beneath the vast blue sky, the savage crocodile was like a ferocious beast unleashed from its cage. In a single exchange, it instantly shattered Jiang Zixuan's Seven-Layered Clone. In the next instant, its enormous, blood-filled maw bore down on him.

Jiang Zixuan inwardly cursed. The Third Soul Skill of a Five-Ring Soul King was actually this powerful. Even if he regretted it now, it was too late to run. He was not an Agile Attack System Soul Master with incredible speed, nor did he have wings that allowed him to fly. He could only risk his life to block this attack.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Blazing Flame Wolf Demon Transformation!"

"Third Soul Skill, Claw Rend Earth!"

Even after Jiang Zixuan unleashed two more Thousand-Year Soul Skills, he was still as fragile as a paper tiger before Song Yuyufan's Third Soul Skill.

Although his reaction speed