Tang San said, "The Pink Ladies lack offensive power, so with our strength, it would be better to force our way through. As long as we maintain a tight formation, we'll be fine. It would be best if that Pink Madam couldn't resist coming out to attack. As long as we deal with her, these Soul Beasts will naturally retreat without a leader. As long as everyone stays within a ten-meter radius centered on me, I can ensure that you won't be harmed by the poison."
Flender nodded. "Good, it's settled. There's no time to lose. Little San, Little Xue, since the two of you can see what's outside, you'll lead the way. Zhao Wuji will cover the rear. Erlong and Master will be in front with me. Mubai, you lot will provide support from the middle. Protect Little San, Xiao Ao, and Rongrong. Especially the Aromatic Silk Beauty in Little San's hands. Move out."
With an accurate analysis and judgment of the situation, there was naturally less confusion. Everyone's fighting spirit reignited, and everyone, including Master, released their Martial Souls.
Having obtained his third Soul Ring, Master's Martial Soul, Luo Sanpao, had also changed somewhat. Not only had he grown a size larger, but faint streaks of gold had appeared amid his deep-purple fur. Looking at him, if Master truly managed to obtain nine Soul Rings, perhaps he really could evolve into a Golden Sacred Dragon.
Guided by Tang San and protected from the poison by the Aromatic Silk Beauty, the group carefully made their way forward.
Master, Tang San, and Lan Xue had judged correctly. The leader of this group of Pink Ladies was indeed a Pink Madam—and the mate of yesterday's unfortunate Earth King.
Soul Beasts had their own methods of communication. When the Earth King died,