"Such a fragile body?!"
Xia Ping raised an eyebrow. He sensed that although these Soul Clan members possessed terrifying spiritual power and could kill invisibly, their bodies seemed weaker than those of ordinary martial artists.
His attack just now had not been particularly powerful, merely a small test of his blade, yet these people had been killed in an instant, their bodies exploding on the spot as though porcelain bottles had been smashed apart.
Perhaps this was the weakness of the Soul Clan. Their spiritual power was formidable, but their bodies were relatively frail. They excelled at long-range attacks and group battles, much like mages.
"Still, their soul energy really is stronger than that of ordinary people."
Xia Ping instinctively activated his soul-devouring ability and swallowed the soul energy of the seven or eight dead natives. At once, he felt his divine consciousness increase somewhat, becoming a little stronger than before.
This was equivalent to absorbing the soul energy of twenty or thirty humans at the same realm. It could only be said that the Soul Clan was truly gifted beyond measure, their souls innately stronger than those of other living beings.
"Too strong."
Liu Rulan, watching from afar, was utterly stunned by the sight. She could tell that this Evil Demon from beyond the domain was only at the As-You-Will Realm, not far from her own level before she had been injured.
Yet when facing seven or eight experts of the same realm, he had cut them down as easily as chopping melons and vegetables, brutal beyond belief.
She believed that even at her peak, dealing with those seven or eight experts would have required her to pay a grievous price to kill them all.
One could well imagine how terrifying this Evil Demon from beyond the domain was.