The black-robed Soul Sage's body began to swell abnormally. The half of his body that had been heavily injured recovered completely in the blink of an eye.
The black-robed Soul Sage swayed as he climbed to his feet, madness gleaming in his aged, clouded eyes.
"Fifteen years ago, you two Titled Douluo were nothing more than ants that my lord could crush at will. If not for my lord's grave mistake and Ye Lei sealing him inside the Mirror World, how could it be your turn to strut around today?"
The black-robed Soul Sage suddenly pointed his right hand toward the sky. In an instant, thunder exploded above the forest. Amid the flickering lightning, two more figures dressed in black robes appeared behind him.
The two newly appeared black-robed figures gave off no weak aura. In fact, their presence was even more imposing than that of the black-robed Soul Sage.
"What are you trying to pull? You think summoning two Soul Douluo who haven't even reached Level 85 means you can defeat the two of us?"
Han Keqin instantly sensed the auras of the two newly appeared black-robed figures. Once he confirmed that they were merely Soul Douluo, the smile on his face became even more arrogant.
"That's right. Over the years, we captured and killed nearly all of you Elder Hall remnants. How did a fish like you manage to escape our pursuit? And yet, with one control-type Soul Sage and two assault-type Soul Douluo, you dare make enemies of us?"
"Ridiculous."
Ye Junqing and Han Keqin naturally had every right to be arrogant. Over the past fifteen years, they had not neglected their cultivation. Although their talent could not compare to Ye Lei's and the others', their Soul Power Levels had now reached around Level 94, only a