Tang Ya looked at yet another young man standing before her. His legs trembled, his face was pale with fear, yet he had no choice but to force himself onto the field.
She raised her arm again. The vines, now completely transformed into a dark blue, gave off an eerie aura.
Without using a single Soul Skill, the dark blue vines shot toward the young man, who had just released his Martial Soul and Soul Rings. His Martial Soul was a wild boar, and two white rings appeared around him. He was a two-ring Soul Grandmaster.
But this Soul Grandmaster was utterly helpless before Tang Ya. After only a few exchanges, the dark blue vines had wrapped around him.
A yellow Soul Ring flashed beside Tang Ya and vanished. Her first Soul Skill, Entanglement.
The pointed ends of the vines jolted like sharp awls, driving into the young man's dark brown head after Martial Soul Possession. The vines tightened, and their thorns slowly pierced into his body.
Threads of blood qi flowed along the dark Blue Silver Grass, transforming into power that poured into Tang Ya. Her complexion grew increasingly flushed, with the unhealthy redness of someone far from well.
The young man was wrapped in Blue Silver Grass until he could no longer be seen. Only the vines' constant writhing showed that he was still struggling.
The Blue Silver Grass gradually stilled, then loosened. A shriveled corpse, drained to the point of being little more than skin and bone, dropped to the ground. It was so light that a gentle breeze might have carried it away.
How many was that now?
Thirty? Forty? Or fifty?
She hadn't kept count, and didn't want to. All she wanted was to kill every enemy before her. Kill them all!
"Next."
The light