To save his own life, Xiao Wuxue, having broken free of his restraints, charged at Luo Yun, the closest person to him, like a death warrior. He knew that if he could drag someone down with him before he died, Night Douluo might have a change of heart and allow him and his younger brother to remain in this world as Spirit Severing Bodies. He could not follow his grandfather's old path again. His grandfather had only been resurrected once, yet still died horribly in the end, unable even to enter the Path of Reincarnation.
After all, from top to bottom in the Elder Hall, whether elders or foot soldiers, all their souls were controlled by Night Douluo. Only this lord held their lives and deaths in his hands.
Whether they could enter the Path of Reincarnation depended entirely on whether this lord was willing to spare them.
Luo Yun suddenly saw Xiao Wuxue charging at him like a starving ghost and was startled, but he immediately activated his Eighth Soul Skill. A layer of Glaze armor instantly appeared over his body. When Xiao Wuxue's attack landed on him, it was forcibly bounced away, and the recoil from his own attack shattered his arm.
At that moment, Chen Sican pushed his speed to its limit. Before Xiao Wuxue could land after being flung into the air, he swept up the Wind God Blade and slashed at the back of his neck.
He had nearly sliced open Xiao Wuxue's neck, but Night Douluo suddenly intervened. With a horizontal sweep of his halberd, he sent Chen Sican flying away. The sharp halberd blade nearly tore open his chest.
Night Douluo grabbed Xiao Wuxue by the back of his collar and tossed him directly beside Demon King Douluo, then turned an icy gaze