The strength of these hands was nothing to Luo Zheng, but the Yang Soul was utterly incapable of resisting them.
Even if Ling Shuang's Yang Soul had reached the indigo level, she still could not struggle free!
Ling Shuang had just seen an Ears Mouse dragged into the wall and fall silent, so she naturally understood the consequences.
In her desperation, the Witch Soul Necklace on Ling Shuang's chest burst into radiance, and a tiny soul sword shot out, slashing at the arm.
"Crack!"
The nearly invincible soul sword merely left a shallow mark on that hand!
If this strike failed to sever the arm, there would be no other chance. Ling Shuang was dragged straight toward the wall.
Just as her body was about to sink into the wall, Luo Zheng's figure darted over. He seized the arm and squeezed hard. With a loud "smack," its bones burst apart!
"Wuwuwu..."
A face on the wall let out a pained wail before being drawn into the wall.
Yet more faces appeared on both sides of the wall, and more hands reached out from within it.
Luo Zheng wrapped an arm around Ling Shuang and pulled her to the center of the passage. At the same time, he said, "Stay by my side!"
The Ears Mice saw that even the Soul Protection Shield could not protect them all and turned deathly pale with fright.
"Chitter, chitter, chitter, chitter..."
Amid their desperate shrieks, they all huddled around Luo Zheng, wishing they could burrow into his body.
"Wuwuwu..."
Countless hands burst through the walls, nearly filling the entire passage.
Luo Zheng ignored those in the distance, but whenever a hand dared reach toward the Ears Mice or Ling Shuang, he wielded his hand like a blade and severed them one by one.
"Crack,