The people on the opposing team panicked at once. Their Soul King hurriedly activated his Soul Skill to raise a defense, while the four Soul Ancestors released their Martial Souls to fend off the attacks.
But Xiao Hongchen's Soul Cannon barrage came fast and thick. With Huo Yuhao's precise support, which targeted every gap in their defenses, it didn't take long for their formation to be scattered.
One by one, they were blasted backward by the shock waves. They were all injured to some degree: some were grazed by beams of light, while others were knocked off their feet by the surging air currents. They were in a sorry state.
Just as someone on the opposing team was about to be gravely wounded by a Soul Cannon—or even have their life put in danger—Xu Yanli moved.
A gentle yet sacred halo rose around him. His twelve-winged Sun Moon Holy Prayer Angel Martial Soul slowly unfurled, its wings shimmering with flowing light as the sacred light of the sun and moon coiled around him. He kept Holy Prayer Sun Moon Light Heal activated without wavering.
Sacred light, born of the sun and moon in unison, gathered in his palm. With a casual wave, it split into several beams and landed precisely on the injured members of the opposing team.
Moon State Holy Light enveloped those with the worst injuries, and its gentle radiance spread in an instant.
The wounds left by the Soul Cannons healed rapidly, and their ruptured soul meridians were repaired. The mental shock and Soul Power backlash they had suffered vanished as well. The healing effect doubled and came with continuous life recovery, giving those on the verge of collapse a sudden second wind.
Sun State Holy Light brushed lightly over their bodies. It brought a faint sting,