Soul Hall Master!

An earth-shaking croak rang out from Soul Demon Elder's transformed mouth. The energy of heaven and earth swiftly gathered within his mutated gaping maw, and in but an instant, a viscous sphere of blood emerged.

Boom!

The moment the viscous blood sphere appeared, it shot out before countless watching eyes, ultimately colliding head-on with the blood-red streak flashing across the sky!

Just as this thought flashed through Ning Luo's mind and he was about to search for them, two figures suddenly flew backward from within the enormous blood-colored sphere of light. They crashed heavily into two separate mountain peaks, and the terrifying force directly shook both peaks into collapse.

Everyone was greatly startled by this scene. Just as they were about to cry out, two figures rose shakily from the mountains that had become ruins. Both were covered in blood and looked exceedingly wretched.

Another draw!

Yao Lao and the others could not help but smile bitterly at this. Of the three rounds, two had ended in draws. It was rather absurd, but that meant the most crucial round still fell upon Ning Luo.

"Leave the final round to me."

"A draw, Elder Soul Demon? This time, you were too overconfident!"

The Soul Hall Master frowned tightly, clearly dissatisfied with Soul Demon Elder's result.

"Hmph, then why don't you try it yourself next time?" Soul Demon Elder's expression turned cold. His heart was filled with rage. Not only had he failed to win this time, but he had also lost the Soul Guava. The injuries within his body were an equally troublesome matter.

"Soul Hall is of paramount importance to my Soul Clan. Now is not the time to use it to clash head-on with others. If you truly wish to wage an all-out war, once the plan is completed,