Rescued

A winding bolt of Purple Gold lightning shot swiftly out of the nearby woods, and the Soul Saints all clearly felt a tremor rising from the depths of their hearts.

The Black Robe Figures who had been preparing to attack froze, then quickly halted their assault and dodged the terrifying lightning. After passing through the gaps between them, the bolt struck the small pool beneath the waterfall. A hazy Purple Gold glow immediately spread across the entire surface, tiny lightning snakes dancing over the water. The pool resembled a thunder pond brimming with lightning.

"Who is it?"

Mu Shiqi looked toward Zhao Xuan in startled uncertainty, while the other Black Robe Soul Saints immediately became wary as well.

Mu Shiyi and Mu Shi'er exchanged glances, each seeing the same trace of confusion in the other's eyes. Who else would come to save them at a time like this?

A figure slowly stepped out from the forest. He wore a black robe as well, and his face was concealed by a mask.

That figure was naturally Zhao Xuan.

Having long considered that he might encounter situations where he could not reveal himself, he had prepared items to conceal his identity in his storage Soul Tool long ago.

After putting on the black robe and mask, Zhao Xuan also made sure to hide his aura.

Mu Shiqi and the other four Black Robe Soul Saints kept their guard up against Zhao Xuan while also watching Mu Shiyi and Mu Shi'er for any movement.

Soul rings flickered around them. There were two Weapon Soul Soul Saints and three Beast Soul Soul Saints among them, and the terrifying fluctuations of Soul Power spread from the group.

Zhao Xuan did not answer. The more he said, the more he would expose.

With a flash, Mu