"Run! Don't look back."
"But..." Han Nuan straightened up and took a small step forward. "I want to stay and help you."
"No buts. If you don't stay, you're helping me! Besides, even if your martial soul is top-tier among Ice Attributes, your attacks can't hurt the Hell Scythe Mantis at all! You'll only be suppressed in front of it. If you really want to help me, then help me teach that nonconformist a good lesson!"
Ye Lei used every ounce of strength in his body, mobilizing his Soul Power to maintain his soul skill.
Seeing this, Han Nuan could not say anything more and could only flee in the opposite direction with Song Yang and the others.
But before they had gone far, countless crimson light blades suddenly shot up from the ground, blocking their path.
The light blades flew into the air before crashing heavily back down, forming a crimson wall of light that trapped them inside.
"What?!"
Song Yang threw a punch. The instant his fist touched the light wall, he cried out in pain and pulled back his hand.
"Damn it, this wall is hot! I refuse to believe it. First Soul Skill, Divine Crocodile Tail Sweep!"
A massive crocodile tail appeared behind Song Yang. He immediately spun around and swept it into the wall of light.
Boom.
The instant the tail collided with the light wall, the wall erupted in dazzling red light. Song Yang was sent flying at once, and a faint burnt smell filled the air. Following the scent, everyone saw a charred patch on the crocodile tail behind him.
First Soul Skill, Feather of Ice!
Han Nuan frowned as icy-blue wings unfolded behind her. With a flap of her wings, countless icy-blue feathers flew out and shot toward the wall of light.