"You yellow-mouthed brats will pay for your arrogance!" The old man laughed in fury, brandishing his bone staff as he unleashed the full pressure of an Eight-Ring Soul Douluo and charged at Jiang Bai and Jiang Li'er!
"Golden Dragon Possession!"
"Dragon's Power!"
Jiang Li'er reacted swiftly, completing her Martial Soul Possession in an instant.
Fine golden dragon scales covered her arms, and a faint, illusory vertical marking appeared at the center of her forehead. But she knew very well that her strength was far from enough against a Soul Douluo. She could only support Jiang Bai in battle.
Rather than retreating, Jiang Bai advanced, his dragon claws gripping his flaming sword as he met the old man's bone staff.
Clang! The flaming sword collided with the bone staff, unleashing a deafening metallic crash.
Jiang Bai was knocked back three steps, the ground cracking beneath his feet.
"What?!"
The old man's pupils abruptly contracted. Though he had used no Soul Skill in that strike, he had still put sixty percent of his strength into it. An ordinary Soul Emperor would at least have spat blood and gone flying, yet this boy had merely retreated three steps?
"Fourth Soul Skill, Nether Domain Soul Lock!"
No longer underestimating his opponents, the old man drove his bone staff into the ground and spread a pitch-black domain centered on himself.
Black mist billowed out, countless white bone phantoms emerged on the ground, and the wails of innumerable vengeful souls filled the air.
"Inside my domain, your Soul Power consumption doubles, and your movement speed drops!" The old man grinned viciously. "You ignorant brats! Today, I'll teach you a lesson!"
The Ice Empress's cool voice sounded in Jiang Bai's ears. "Jiang Bai, do you want us to act?"
Not yet.
Jiang Bai answered inwardly, a golden