Ming Tang took Ye Zhen's Soul Refining Divine Light head-on. Though his powerful Soul Power kept him from suffering grave injuries,
the force of that Soul Refining Divine Light still shocked Ming Tang.
It had blasted straight through the soul defenses he had continuously condensed beforehand. It had nearly struck his Innate Soul.
The Soul Power he had always taken pride in was like tofu before that Soul Refining Divine Light.
Worst of all, Ye Zhen's soul attack had directly consumed nearly twenty percent of his Soul Power!
Nearly twenty percent of his Soul Power.
In other words, three more such blasts would be enough to strike his Innate Soul.
Then, even a slight heavy injury to his Innate Soul would leave Ming Tang dead without a burial place.
After coming to the True Profound Continent for so long, Ming Tang felt the threat and terror of death for the first time!
In an instant, Ming Tang was afraid!
With his status, dying here would not only be humiliating, it would be utterly worthless!
In the blink of an eye, Ming Tang made his decision.
In that instant, a strange ripple of power rose around Ming Tang's body.
"Careful, he might be trying to escape!"
Ye Zhen, in his Clear Heart Sword Intent state, immediately sensed the anomaly. As he fired a second Soul Refining Divine Light, making Ming Tang's body shudder,
four Thunder Serpent Blasts struck Ming Tang's physical wounds in succession.
With Old Qiao's cooperation, Ming Tang's injuries were rapidly worsening. Under Ye Zhen's repeated Thunder Serpent Blasts, the entire right half of Ming Tang's body had nearly been carbonized!
"Hmph, under this old man's Senluo Force Field control, you still want to escape? That—"
Before Old Qiao could finish confidently speaking, Ming Tang's body, tightly imprisoned by