The man laughed, his laughter wild and arrogant.
"You may not know the difference between a Soul Master and a Soul Elder, but it doesn't matter. I'll show you—and your tuition will be your... lives!"
As his voice fell, the lowest Soul Ring on the man's body lit up.
"Night Demon Flying Strike!"
With a roar, the wings behind the man spread completely. The wings, nearly six meters wide, swept forward and shattered into a swarm of flying bats. Like black streaks of flowing light, the bats shot toward the four of them.
Gu You let out a furious roar, his eyes shifting rapidly from anger to bloodthirsty coldness.
Gu You knew perfectly well that the enemy before him was a Three-Ring Soul Elder. Even with a top-tier Martial Soul, a few One-Ring Soul Masters couldn't win through numbers alone.
From the very beginning, Gu You had never expected to suppress his opponent through technique with his mediocre skills. He could only treat the man as a target, give up controlling "Survival Instinct," and hand the battle over completely to the "Auto-pilot" Dinosaur Big Brother inside him, allowing it to bridge the enormous gap between their Soul Power realms.
"Tiger Soul Protection!" Wang Sheng's Soul Ring lit up as he rushed in front of Tang San, preparing to block the attack for him.
Xiao Wu, meanwhile, twisted sideways and flipped through the air, leaping into the dense forest in an attempt to shake off the bats with the aid of the complicated terrain.
"Rooting." Tang San extended his right hand, and two strands of Blue Silver Grass shot out, wrapping around Gu You and Wang Sheng's waists. Soul Power and physical strength surged into their bodies through the Blue Silver Grass. He crouched down and slapped the ground with his