Lei Ying and Yan Jin fought two against four, yet the two of them were suppressing the other four!
This seemingly unreasonable battle situation was not difficult to understand at its root.
Lei Ying and Yan Jin were genuine peak Eight-Star Dou Saints. Their cultivation had been forged through countless years of arduous training and countless battles. Their foundations were solid, their Dou Qi vast, and every shred of their strength could unleash twelve parts of power.
Although the four Soul Clan Elders had reached the late Eight-Star Dou Saint level in aura and seemed only a step behind Lei Ying and Yan Jin, that single step was the difference between heaven and earth.
Their cultivation had not come from their own arduous practice. Hun Tiandi had used the blood-souls of the entire Hun Clan populace as sacrifices to forcibly infuse and elevate their strength.
During the great war with the Xiao Clan a thousand years ago, these four had already suffered fatal wounds, their life force extinguished. They should have been dead.
Over the years, they had merely relied on a Hun Clan Secret Technique to cling to life, lingering on.
Although the boundless blood sea had now forcibly restored some of their vitality and raised their cultivation to the late Eight-Star Dou Saint level, such a method of forceful growth was ultimately a castle in the air—impressive on the outside but weak within.
Their Dou Qi was unstable and unfocused, their foundations unsteady. Against experts of the same level, they might have been able to hold their own through numerical advantage, but before Lei Ying and Yan Jin, two true peak experts with solid foundations and countless battles behind them, their flimsy nature was laid bare.
"Old bastards, it looks like this strength you forcibly raised isn't much