"Discipline us for our teacher? You think you're worthy?" Dai Mubai sneered.
"Whether I'm worthy or not, you'll find out if you try!"
Ye Zhi Qiu decisively unleashed his martial soul's pressure. The emerald Mysterious Ghost possessed him, green light flowing across his body as green patterns appeared on his face. Five soul rings emerged around him—white yellow yellow purple purple. He was actually a five-ring Soul King!
But Dai Mubai and the others were not nervous in the slightest. What a joke—after facing Soul Emperors and Soul Sages every day, who could a Soul King's turtle-like aura possibly intimidate?
Their confrontation immediately scared off the weaker soul masters.
The innkeeper hid beneath the counter and stammered, "L-Lord Soul Masters, could you please fight outside? My shop can't withstand your destruction..."
Ye Zhi Qiu snorted coldly. "Apologize now, and it's not too late."
"If you want to fight, then fight. You sure talk a lot!" Dai Mubai headed outside at once, and the rest of Shrek followed with excited expressions.
Once Ye Zhi Qiu arrived outside the inn, he saw that Dai Mubai and the others had already activated their martial souls. Though they had the optimal soul ring configuration, even Dai Mubai, the strongest among them, was only a Three-Ring Soul Master.
Ye Zhi Qiu said disdainfully, "The strongest among you is merely a Soul Elder, while I am a level fifty-three Soul King! I don't want to bully the weak. Apologize to my students now, or when we start fighting, don't blame me for hitting too hard and breaking your little arms and legs!"
Dai Mubai's fighting spirit surged. "So what if you're a Soul King? The seven of us together can still beat you!"
Ye Zhi Qiu could not help sneering. "The gap in strength cannot be