Xiao Shuang did not believe the middle-aged man. On the contrary, he remained extremely wary of him. Neither of these two men was simple.
At the very least, the middle-aged man's words were not worth trusting. How could anyone give up their hope of survival? Would he really be willing to hand over the Netherworld Poison Fire just like that?
Thus, just as the middle-aged man was about to make a move, Xiao Shuang waved his hand, and Ice Dou Qi imprisoned the Netherworld Poison Fire once more.
"Young friend, why are you doing this? I can help you guard against that old fellow's sneak attack..."
Before the middle-aged man could finish, Xiao Shuang interrupted him.
"No. I need to guard against your sneak attack first."
Hearing this, the middle-aged man gave a bitter smile. "Young friend, you don't trust me?"
"That's right, I don't trust you. As far as I'm concerned, I only need to take the Netherworld Poison Fire away. I have no interest in either of you soul bodies."
Xiao Shuang's gaze was indifferent. Watching the middle-aged man's subtle movements, a mocking smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
"Idiot."
Just as the middle-aged man was about to strike, he saw ropes condensed from Ice Dou Qi wrap around his body. This chill was extremely strange; it could actually harm his soul directly.
"What did you do to me?" The middle-aged man's voice was filled with terror. Anyone would panic in this situation. This chill could actually freeze a soul?
This was Ice Dou Qi produced by the Extreme Cold Physique. After Xiao Shuang broke through to Dou Zong, his Ice Dou Qi had become much stronger as well.
"I already said that the Netherworld Poison Fire belongs to me now. You used it without permission