Pure Soul

Since the Golden Cicada awakened, this was probably the first time he had truly been taken seriously.

Unfortunately, this kind of attention was deadly.

One side needed him to die only after he finished devouring the formation.

The other wished he would die this very instant.

This whole setup should have been drawing to a close by now, but it kept changing with every clash.

Perhaps it really was about to end!

The four of them were fighting with savage ferocity now, practically staking their lives on every move.

Even Di Liuxin was continuously boosting his spiritual power with each successive attack. He had lost himself in the fight as well.

Though Jiang Xinyuan was dragging his exhausted body along, he was still gritting his teeth and battling Jiu You.

One had expended too much energy, while the other was too heavily wounded. In the end, they were evenly matched.

It was hard to imagine that even mighty experts of the Divine Way Realm could fight to such a state.

"Golden Cicada, go destroy the formation!"

Di Liuxin shouted hoarsely while panting for breath.

This time, the Golden Cicada remained unmoved. Enraged, Di Liuxin once again formed a hand seal, attempting to control him.

But the Golden Cicada gritted his teeth and resisted with all his might. Since he had dared to strike at Di Liuxin, how could he possibly let himself be manipulated again?

A burst of excruciating pain surged from his soul. The Golden Cicada spat out a mouthful of black blood and could not help mocking himself. "Even someone like me, who doesn't count as a person in your eyes, has a soul. What bitter irony."

"You screwed it up! Hahaha!"

When Wu Jiu had originally seen Di Liuxin trying his old trick again, his face had