Dozens of blood-red eyes lit up in the dark underbrush, like ferocious beasts seeking someone to devour.
Then more than twenty figures in black robes emerged from the shadows, eerie blood-colored patterns painted on their faces.
Their leader was a small, withered old man, hunched over a twisted bone staff.
"Heh heh heh-"
The old man gave a strange, owl-like laugh, his cloudy eyes sweeping over the knights. "I was planning to kill you wretched knights quietly, with a little underhanded work. But now I have no choice but to take you head-on."
He paused, his tone turning icy. "I heard a squad of Holy Knights has been patrolling the border provinces between Tiantou and the Star Luo Empire lately, killing quite a few useless fellows in our line of work. I never imagined you'd have the nerve to come all the way to the Yun Luo Principality!"
Powerful Soul Power fluctuations suddenly erupted from the old man, and eight Spirit Rings rose from beneath his feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
An Eight-Ring Soul Douluo!
The four people beside him released their Spirit Rings at the same time. Every one of them was a Seven-Ring Soul Sage!
Tian Yue sucked in a cold breath. "Four Soul Saints? And a Soul Douluo?!"
Alarm bells rang in her mind. This band of Fallen Ones was far stronger than the intelligence had estimated!
Qian Renxue was on the verge of becoming a Soul Douluo, while everyone else was a Soul Emperor. Facing a Soul Douluo, four Soul Saints, and more than twenty black-robed figures whose cultivation was unknown, they were at an extreme disadvantage.
We'll have to find a chance to break out-
Tian Yue gritted her teeth and unobtrusively moved to shield Qian Renxue from the front and