Mend the Fold After the Sheep Are Gone

The battle had lasted three hours.

Xiao Tianyang's side had steadily suppressed their opponents with a two-against-four fighting style.

Of course, after gradually figuring out Big White and Xiao Long'e's tactics, the Evil Soul Masters had begun handling them with greater ease.

But compared to Soul Masters' reliance on Soul Power, Big White and Xiao Long'e clearly held an absolute advantage.

Soul Beasts were inherently superior to humans in terms of stamina.

What was more, Big White and the others had been under Xiao Tianyang for more than three years.

During that time, they had everything handed to them.

They had pills for cultivation at home, magical artifacts when they went out, and Soul Power Cuisine whenever they were hungry.

It could be said that the only difference between them and Tang San's group was the intensity of their training.

After all, they had been young at the time, and Xiao Tianyang had plenty of time, which was why he could tailor training plans specifically for Tang San and the others.

If it were now, he basically would not have the time to do such things for them.

Therefore, the course of the battle over those three hours had essentially been an early advantage, a mid-battle stalemate, and late-stage suppression.

However, Xiao Tianyang could also tell that it seemed unrealistic to leave all of these Evil Soul Masters behind in the Extreme North.

But if handled properly, leaving three of the four behind should not be a problem.

Yet just as Xiao Tianyang adjusted his plan, strange ripples suddenly spread through the sea beneath their feet.

While everyone was still suspicious, before they could react, a towering water pillar erupted hundreds of meters away with a thunderous crash!

It was worth mentioning that the pillar of water was black!

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