While Long Yu was still fighting, Hu Liena and Xie Yue were also pressing the opposing Soul King hard. The Evil Soul Masters' strongest combatants had been firmly suppressed, and it would not be long before they were wiped out.
As Yan dealt with a Soul Ancestor Evil Soul Master, his mind began to wander.
If they returned like this, there was no doubt that Long Yu would receive the greatest credit.
With his strength and status, he would likely become the future captain of the Martial Soul Hall Academy team.
By then, forget pursuing Nana—even if Yan managed to join the Martial Soul Hall team, his future would not be easy.
And Yan's recent performance had been terrible. Not only had he refused to follow Long Yu's arrangements, but he had repeatedly obstructed him and constantly mocked him.
By now, no matter how foolish Yan was, he understood that Long Yu had calculated everything from beginning to end, while he himself had been nothing but a clown kept in the dark.
Thinking of how he had been hopping around like a clown in front of Long Yu and Nana all this time, Yan's immense pride could not accept it at all.
Glancing at Hu Liena, who was still fighting nearby, Yan abruptly made up his mind.
But what if Long Yu met with an accident and could not return to Martial Soul Hall?
Then Yan "carelessly" allowed himself to be knocked more than ten steps away by the Evil Soul Master.
The Soul Ancestor Evil Soul Master was equally bewildered. Huh?
How had his opponent suddenly been sent flying by him? Still, that was fine. He would kill that brat first. He had actually ruined all of their plans.
The Soul King nearby also noticed this, and the two