Four Dou Saints of the Soul Clan stood before four Gates of Dead Silence, facing four stunningly beautiful figures.
Hun Miesheng faced Xun Er, Hun Yao faced Xiao Yi Xian, Hun Sheng Tian faced Cai Lin, while the unnamed Soul Clan Dou Saint faced Yun Yun.
In the earlier battle, the Soul Clan's five Seven-Star Dou Shengs had suffered grievous losses. Three had already been slain by Yun Yun.
Although Yun Yun had paid no small price as well, the remaining two Seven-Star Dou Shengs were no match for her and Qing Lin working together.
After Xiao Jin dealt with the Fire Slaves, he transmitted his voice to the four women.
Zi Yan took Yun Yun's place and joined Qing Lin in battling the Soul Clan's remaining two Seven-Star Dou Shengs.
As for Xun Er and the other three Eight-Star Dou Shengs, they became a wall of despair that cut off the Soul Clan's last hope of escape.
Xiao Jin had always believed that one should avenge one's own grudges.
Though taking action himself would certainly have been satisfying, Xun Er and the others had been injured by the Soul Clan. Letting them take revenge personally would surely make them happier.
Though all four women were wounded, Hun Miesheng and the others had fallen to merely the Two-Star Dou Saint realm. They were no match for them.
Sure enough, once they saw who stood before them, despair rose in the hearts of all four men.
Hun Yao glared hatefully at Xiao Jin. "Bastard, you never intended to let us live!"
What front and back? What flame barrier and Fire Slaves? This brat had clearly done it deliberately!
From beginning to end, he had toyed with them like a cat playing with mice!
When he thought of how they had rushed