The Evil Lord Soul Master Corps Rebels?

Jiang Ming nodded as he looked into Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen's resolute, stubborn eyes.

"Fine. In that case, you can stay as well."

At those words, Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen finally showed faint smiles.

Zhang Lexuan took Ma Xiaotao and Ling Luochen's hands, glanced at Jiang Ming, and said gravely, "Support from Radiant City will be here soon. Be careful."

As long as Jiang Ming's decision was not too outrageous, Zhang Lexuan would not oppose it.

However, the dangerous scene in the western outskirts of Radiant City was still vivid in her mind. She still had to remind Jiang Ming.

Naturally, Jiang Ming understood what Zhang Lexuan meant.

He looked toward Radiant City and nodded slightly.

He had nearly fallen at Xu Tianran's hands in the western outskirts of Radiant City last time. Though he did not intend to cause trouble in Radiant City this time, since he was already here, he still had to collect some interest.

He just did not know whether the reinforcements coming from Radiant City this time would be important enough!

If they were not important enough, they would not be enough to count as interest!

Jiang Ming glanced at the already battered city wall below, then extended a hand and pressed down slightly.

Boom!

The city wall collapsed with a thunderous crash!

The Soul Engineer corps members and Evil Soul Masters below, who had been scattered by the hostages but not yet eliminated, immediately retreated a great distance.

The battle had effectively ended.

They simply could not stop those hostages who had recovered most of their strength. There were more than five hundred contestants with cultivation at least at the Soul Elder or Soul Ancestor level! On top of that, so many Soul Douluos, Soul Saints, and Soul Emperors were leading the