The Gray Clad Man said viciously, "Talk. Who were those two boys who saved you last time, and how can we contact them? Tell me, and I'll give you a quick death." His icy voice made the carriage feel less like a train compartment and more like a living hell.
Mo Lan's entire body convulsed with pain, yet she clenched her teeth and refused to utter a single word.
"Won't talk, huh? Then let me show you what Phosphor Fire Refining Soul feels like. Hehehe!" Seeing this, the Gray Clad Man let out a strange laugh. His other large hand, shaped like a bird's claw, stretched out, and a ball of dark green flame flared to life before pressing directly toward Mo Lan's forehead.
When Tang Wulin saw that flame about to be pressed against Mo Lan's head, he could no longer endure it. He immediately rushed out and shouted, "Stop! I'm here."
As he spoke, purple light flashed in his eyes. He used the Purple Demon Eye and Spiritual Charge.
The black clad man turned around at his words and happened to see Tang Wulin's Purple Demon Eye. At the same time, Tang Wulin saw the green light flickering in his eyes.
A muffled groan immediately rang out, but it did not come from the Gray Clad Man. It came from Tang Wulin.
When the spiritual attack from his Purple Demon Eye struck the other party, Tang Wulin felt as though his Spiritual Power was like an ant trying to shake a tree. It was blocked by an incomparably powerful force of Spiritual Power, then rebounded back at him.
Tang Wulin's vision went black as he charged forward, and he collapsed to the ground. The backlash against his spirit left his head feeling as though it were splitting apart.