Soul Clan Trio 1

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Hearing Wei Yang's laughter, Soul Extinction's eyelid twitched, and an inexplicable sense of absurdity rose within him.

The atmosphere in the arena suddenly became somewhat delicate.

Many people silently retreated a few steps, their gazes upon the three from the Soul Hall turning strange.

Rare indeed—after a single exchange, the dignified Hall Master of the Soul Hall seemed to have been completely suppressed in terms of presence.

Xiao Yan and Elder Yao, meanwhile, felt like laughing.

This "jie jie jie" really was that useful. No wonder the people of the Soul Hall liked to make such arrogant entrances.

Seize the initiative with momentum.

Walk the enemy's path, leaving the enemy nowhere to go.

After a moment, the Soul Hall Master's expression returned to its ancient-well stillness. He said indifferently, "I am Soul Extinction. You are Wei Yang?"

"That's right." Wei Yang gave a slight nod, then withdrew his gaze.

At this moment, he rather felt that once one had seen the vast sea, no other water compared; once one had seen Mount Wu, no other clouds mattered.

The current Soul Extinction was no longer someone Wei Yang particularly regarded as a threat.

After all, both in combat strength and cultivation realm, he had already surpassed Soul Extinction.

Those present also vaguely sensed Wei Yang's almost condescending attitude toward Soul Extinction.

At once, everyone fell silent.

Soul Extinction's face remained expressionless, but his somewhat rough palms unconsciously curled into fists.

"Don't act rashly. He's very strong—Five Star Late-stage!" the black-robed man whom the Vice Hall Master had called the Young Clan Head transmitted.

He slowly raised his head. Light fell across his face, revealing features that looked to belong to a man in his twenties or thirties.

He appeared rather young, yet his face bore not the slightest expression—neither joy