Ling Yuan Douluo moved swiftly, arriving at once to provide support.
Pure flames bathed her entire body. Their power actually kept the battlefield's baleful aura at bay, leaving her completely unaffected.
"Ghost Leopard, you're far too slow. You can't even deal with a mere Soul Douluo?" Ling Yuan Douluo said with a faint, ambiguous smile, also noticing the Soul-Tool Weapon in Xu Yin's hands.
"Oh? A fine weapon. Hand it over quietly and spare yourself some pain."
"In your dreams!" Xu Yin's withered hands tightened around the saber's hilt, and he made no attempt to conceal his aura as a rank eighty-eight Soul Douluo.
Unfortunately, before two Titled Douluos, his resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree. It could not stir so much as a ripple.
Moreover, as the two Titled Douluos' Soul Power auras spread farther, the many powerhouses on Spirit Hall's side seemed to have found their pillar of support and immediately came to reinforce them.
Likewise, the powerhouses of the Heaven Dou Empire led by Qin Yuan also came to provide support.
Just as Ghost Leopard Douluo was about to seize Xu Yin, a saber bathed in divine fire tore through the air, cutting off Ghost Leopard Douluo's path before landing in front of Xu Yin.
A mass of roaring flames spread rapidly, forming a Flame Curtain that blocked Spirit Hall's advance.
The power of those flames actually made the fire surrounding Ling Yuan Douluo tremble.
"Everyone, the sudden upheaval in the secret realm caught us all by surprise. We should cooperate in good faith and explore it together."
Qin Yuan's voice was neither loud nor soft, but it rang with confidence.
Behind him, every powerhouse on the Heaven Dou Empire's side had arrived.
Compared with Spirit Hall's large contingent, however, their numbers were