At the edge of this wasteland, the Desolate Gods from Fly Scythe City found the sight utterly baffling.
Luo Zheng and Xian Ze were actually standing on the ground at the same time, without moving a muscle.
When Desolate Gods fought, they relied on bodies reaching a thousand or even ten thousand zhang in height to battle one another.
They had never witnessed a battle on the soul level.
So when they saw the two standing motionless, they were dumbfounded, completely unable to tell what they were doing.
Even Mao Xue, Xia Feng, Xia Yun, and the others found the sight astonishingly novel.
As descendants of the Chi You and Xuanyuan Clans, they naturally knew far more than ordinary Desolate Gods.
To a certain extent, they had even tempered their own souls.
However, compared with True Gods, the Desolate God Body placed few demands on the soul. Their souls were not especially powerful, and this kind of clash on the soul level was also the first they had ever witnessed.
"Just now, I sensed Xian Ze's soul suddenly becoming extremely powerful," Mao Xue said, staring at Xian Ze in the distance.
Cheng Wei nodded slightly. "But it seems to have been suppressed by Luo Zheng. In a clash on the soul level, Luo Zheng won't lose to him."
Luo Zheng's greatest strength was his soul.
Back then, Cheng Wei had lured Luo Zheng into the Chi You Clan precisely for this reason.
It was just that after Luo Zheng's origins were revealed, followed by one astonishing performance after another, everyone else had instead overlooked this point.
Inside his mind, Xian Ze was currently suffering terribly.
Launching a Soul Attack through the Soul Ring had always been one of his greatest trump cards.
No matter how powerful Luo Zheng was, as