Everything He Said Was My Line!

Zhongli Wu instantly activated his martial soul—the Death God Demon Puppet. Immediately afterward, a black soul ring on his body flashed, and a gigantic Dark Staff as tall as a person was summoned, appearing in his right hand.

The next second, Zhongli Wu tapped the staff in his right hand in midair. A low roar rang out, and a huge dragon head appeared in front of him.

The Third Prince was only a dozen meters or so from Zhongli Wu, yet he made no move to interrupt him. Instead, he watched the scene with great interest.

The methods of Evil Soul Masters differed from those of traditional soul masters, which interested the Third Prince even more, especially Zhongli Wu's summoning-type methods. They were somewhat similar to Bone Xuanwu Descent.

The summoned giant dragon head was pitch-black all over, dark as ink, yet it emitted a lustrous green glow. Fierce green flames leapt within its Dragon Eyes. The instant it appeared, gusts of sinister wind echoed throughout the sky.

The moment the dragon head appeared, it bit toward the Third Prince not far in front of it, intending to devour him.

Not only did the Third Prince not dodge or defend, he instead laughed loudly and charged at the dragon head. Light flashed in his hands, and two ninth-grade Black Blade Dual Swords appeared in his grip, then chopped down at the huge dragon head.

Clang!

The Black Blade Dual Swords collided with the dragon's teeth, producing the ringing clash of metal on metal, yet they actually failed to shatter the dragon teeth.

Instead, the dragon head closed its jaws, trying to bite the Third Prince in two.

The Third Prince, however, used both feet to brace open the dragon's mouth. His body did not bend in the slightest as he