"Hmph, talking is useless. If you must blame someone, blame the Zhang Family for offending someone they shouldn't have." The two Black Clad Men exchanged a glance.
Then, one of them raised six Soul Rings, and the fourth Soul Ring lit up.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Myriad Thunder."
As soon as he spoke, his two arms transformed into blue dragon claws. Brilliant lightning flared around them like a cage as it rushed toward Chen Leyao.
The other man did not remain idle either. He also used Martial Soul Possession, raising five Soul Rings as a layer of white mist appeared around his hands.
Then, his Second Soul Skill lit up. The mist slowly detached from his hands and spread in every direction.
Before long, it had filled the entire room. After a while, the mist returned to his hands. Seeing this, the other black-clad man asked,
"Flying Mist, how was it? Did you find anything? Is anyone hiding in this room?"
Hearing him, Chen Leyao, who was fighting beside them, grew tense. Although Xiao Juan was hidden in that space, which could block the detection of most Martial Souls and even Soul Tools, there was no guarantee that Flying Mist's Martial Soul could not detect her.
Yet Flying Mist's first sentence filled Chen Leyao with delight, while his latter sentence made her feel as though she had fallen into the Abyss.
Flying Mist shook his head and said,
"I didn't detect anything. But to be safe, let's deal with Chen Leyao quickly.
Then we can conduct a destructive search. No matter how well he is hidden, we'll be able to find him."
"That works too, but if I remember correctly, your mist can't attack, can it?" said the Soul Master with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon.
"Yu Enlong, my Martial Soul