Killing Yang Xinwan

Seeing this, Zhong Zhen flashed forward and swept in front of Yang Xinwan. He summoned a black iron rod-like magical treasure that hovered before his chest, clearly acting as a loyal old servant.

"Young Master, be careful. This man still has soul-attacking methods. Do not let your guard down!"

Even without Zhong Zhen's warning, Yang Xinwan had seen what had just happened. A white jade talisman was already floating within his sea of consciousness like an invisible barrier, guarding at all times against sudden soul attacks.

"Brat, die!" Yang Xinwan ignored Zhong Zhen and waved his hand. Three humanoid puppet beasts with the strength of the mid Spirit Transformation stage appeared before him.

The three puppet beasts had strange forms, their bodies gleaming with metallic luster and their eyes flashing with cold light. Each unleashed its own attack: cyan Wind Blades, a roaring fire wyrm, and a massive golden palm struck at Zhang Tie simultaneously.

Without the slightest hesitation, Zhang Tie flashed to the side of the Profound Leaf Soul Breaking Grass. He extended his hand, and a gentle light enveloped the spirit herb. With a light pull, he collected it into his storage ring, preventing it from being destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.

But at that moment, the waters of the poison pool churned. Dark green mucus carrying a rotten stench surged upward as a giant tail covered in azure scales burst from the water and viciously lashed toward Zhang Tie.

Zhang Tie seemed to have anticipated it. He flashed away again and vanished like a ghost. The giant tail slammed heavily into the ground, kicking up clouds of dust, but struck nothing.

At the same time, Zhang Tie once more controlled the formation and launched an attack at Yang Xinwan.

A white barrier instantly appeared above