Three Lotus Seeds

A few scales emerged on his palm. Xiao Ming had summoned the Dragon Scale Battle Armor to break through Soul's Lament's Bone Chain blockade.

Only in this way could he tear through the physical defenses of a Four Star Dou Sheng.

Feeling a trace of warmth from the faintly beating heart in his hand,

a mocking expression appeared on Xiao Ming's face.

"I never expected the blood of Soul Clan scum like you, after committing so many atrocities, to be warm as well! I killed a Hall of Souls Great Heavenly Venerable before, but I never got to rip his heart out directly."

The instant his heart was pulled out, even with a Dou Sheng's tenacious vitality, Soul's Lament felt weakness spread throughout his body as his strength rapidly drained away.

After being sent flying by a swipe of the Nine-Tailed Fox Saint's tail, Soul's Lament flew some distance before steadying himself. He raised his splitting head, saw the person who had ambushed him, and heard Xiao Ming's voice. A roar filled with fury and hatred burst from his mouth, resounding through the heavens and earth.

"Xiao! Ming! You little bastard, how dare you ambush me!"

Soul's Lament had never imagined that Xiao Ming would be at the Wind Snow Holy Hall. Wasn't he supposed to be heading to the western part of the Fallen God Ice Plain?

He had been overconfident earlier and had not bothered to investigate the auras within the Wind Snow Holy Hall.

Soul's Lament regretted it so badly his guts nearly turned green. If he had known Xiao Ming was here, he never would have been careless enough to fall victim to an ambush.

He knew that this remnant of the Xiao Clan, Xiao Ming, possessed countless tricks, enough to force Hun Miesheng to seek