"You're wrong. In this day and age, there are hardly any Soul Masters with strength like mine."
"The number of Soul Masters has indeed increased compared to the past, but the number of top-tier experts is far lower than in your era."
As Tang Lan spoke, he walked forward with the black blade in hand.
The black blade rose and fell, plunging into the Winged Black Tiger's abdomen. This time, Tang Lan fully unleashed the terrifying Devouring power within the blade.
The Winged Black Tiger's once-vigorous life force visibly weakened at a rapid rate.
Until Black Knife Massacre completely drained the life force from its body.
Tang Lan had never regarded these two Soul Beasts of over two hundred thousand years as worthy of notice. Naturally, he had no intention of absorbing them as Soul Rings or turning them into Soul Spirits.
They had come to devour Tang Lan of their own accord. If Tang Lan killed them, then it was simply fate and karma.
"Let's go. No matter what, we have to leave this place this time."
"Even if the Soul Devouring Ant Swarm's nest is dangerous, we have no other choice."
Tang Lan knew very well that this place might be a separate space created by that person back then. If he wanted to leave, the only way was through the passage that person had left behind.
"There is another way, but it's barely any different from having no way at all."
"That is to find a way to lure most of the Soul Devouring Ant Swarm out of the nest. Only then will our chances improve."
Ning Xian spoke from within the black blade.
But even he did not think this plan could succeed. The number of Soul Devouring Ants was simply too great.
There was only