A Tremendous Haul

Boom...

As the ground trembled slightly, a massive crash resounded through the skies above all of Mingdu, lingering for a long time.

This was already the second time today. Everyone on the streets could not help but look up toward the southwestern sky.

For those living in Mingdu, that direction was all too familiar. Aside from the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, it was also home to Ming De Hall, the sacred ground of Soul Masters across the continent.

Had something happened at Ming De Hall today?

Or were they conducting some kind of powerful Soul Tool experiment?

Nearly everyone had one of those two guesses in mind.

In truth, both guesses were wrong.

Ming De Hall, the center of everyone's discussions.

Jing Hongchen sat collapsed on the ground. His luxurious brocade robes were tattered, and a large patch of blood stained his chest. Ye Chen and Yue had already vanished without a trace.

Of course, that blood had not been caused by Ye Chen's attack. It was heart's blood Jing Hongchen had coughed up in his furious rage.

That single strike from Ye Chen had shattered three of his defensive Soul Tools, all of them Rank 9!

Thinking about it, that made sense. Back in the Extreme North, Ye Chen had severely wounded the Titan Snow Demon King with a single thrust. Now, he had merely destroyed several defensive Soul Tools. Jing Hongchen had gotten off easy.

But Jing Hongchen did not see it that way. With just one strike, such power could be unleashed. There were fewer than five people on the continent capable of doing that.

Mu En could certainly do it, but that dense darkness power clearly could not have come from him. As for Long Xiaoyao, that was even more impossible.

Jing Hongchen knew