"Kid, summon your Martial Soul already. I can't wait to crush your bones!"
Yu Tianheng stared viciously at Taichu and spoke coldly.
"Crush my bones?! Are you worthy?"
Taichu's tone was filled with disdain.
His level-35 Soul Power was released without restraint. With Dugu Yan not by his side, he knew this battle was unavoidable. Otherwise, Yu Tianheng definitely would not let him go so easily.
After all, he understood how it felt to be NTR'd right in front of someone... Pah! What the hell did he understand? He had never been NTR'd in front of anyone!
But.
Even if he had never eaten pork, had he not seen pigs run?
In his previous life.
Countless lovelorn men and women had been driven by such matters to rage, spilling blood five steps away.
As for Yu Tianheng, Taichu did not know whether Tsukuyomi had tortured his mind badly enough last time to leave him with a slight mental problem.
At the very least, compared to a few years ago, when he had possessed some semblance of grace, he was now irritable and quick-tempered—vastly different from when Taichu had first met him.
Of course.
Taichu could not be sure whether it was the torment inflicted by his Soul Skill that had changed Yu Tianheng, or whether Yu Tianheng had simply become like this because he could not accept being NTR'd in front of everyone.
But no matter what.
There was no way this matter would simply pass.
"Th... thirty-five?!"
After sensing Taichu's Soul Power Level, Yu Tianheng's pupils shrank sharply. It felt as though a heavy hammer had slammed into his chest, leaving him deeply uncomfortable.
Taichu looked several years younger than him, yet his Soul Power Level had surpassed his. How could he, a heavenly pride of the Blue Lightning