Before long
Xiao Yu's icy gaze swept over the edge of the battlefield Yu Er and the others had just cleared. The few lingering wisps of burnt smell were like a silent provocation, igniting the fury he had kept suppressed deep within.
"This is the second time..." His deep, resonant voice echoed through the valley, carrying a bone-chilling cold.
He looked at the land before him, its traces completely erased, and could almost see the tiny golden patterns on the chests of those black-clad Soul Masters—the mark of Spirit Hall, as clear as a brand.
"Were they testing me?"
"Caw..." Yu Yi landed on the platform beside Xiao Yu. Its sharp eagle eyes were fixed on the direction the intruders had disappeared, and a suppressed growl rolled in its throat, brimming with killing intent.
It clearly remembered the last time it had dealt with these "bugs."
"What do they take my territory for? A backyard they can come and go from as they please, whenever they want to snoop around?" Xiao Yu's voice carried thunderous fury as his massive head turned toward Spirit City.
"Bibi Dong... Do you really think I'm a fish on the chopping board, there for you to do with as you please?"
The repeated probing was like a dull knife slowly cutting into flesh, finally enraging this kingly Soul Beast, whose sense of territory was exceptionally strong.
He had intended to focus on breaking through and wait for his final evolution to come. But Spirit Hall's relentless pressure made him sense an approaching storm. Passive defense, waiting for his opponent to build up strength and deliver a fatal blow, was absolutely not his style!
"Since you're so eager to find out where I am, so eager to get your hands on my Soul Ring and Soul