Nine nine-colored soul rings were arrayed neatly around Ye Xuan, each radiating the terrifying pressure of over four million years. The aura of a level ninety quasi-Titled Douluo crushed down like a mountain.
Bo Saixi stood beside him, pale golden divine power of Life intertwined with the pressure of dragons. Her peak demigod aura was holy and majestic, and her entire body shone with a heart-palpitating radiance.
"Outsider!" A trace of venom and greed flashed through Xu Yaohui's eyes.
"You really did steal the opportunity that should have belonged to our Sun Moon Empire! Hand it over now, or don't blame the Sun Moon Empire for showing you no mercy!"
"No mercy?" Ye Xuan sneered, the mockery in his eyes undisguised.
"Just you? And these defeated stragglers behind you?"
He raised a hand, and the Banner of Living Beings instantly unfurled. Its thirty-foot pole was entirely golden, while fragments of nine types of divine attribute bones gleamed brilliantly across the banner. The phantom image of Dragon Valley swirled at its center, emanating immense pressure.
"Four months ago, if you'd had the sense to get lost, you might have kept your life."
"But you insisted on waiting. Now, you can only stay here."
"What is that thing? A tenth-grade Soul Tool?! That's impossible!!" Xu Yaohui stared fixedly at the Banner of Living Beings, his eyes filled with greed.
"Pass down the order! Activate every eighth-grade soul cannon! Whatever the cost, take them down!"
Dozens of eighth-grade soul cannons were pushed forward once more, their muzzles aimed at Ye Xuan and Bo Saixi. Beams of energy gathered within them, giving off an aura of utter destruction.
The Sun Moon Empire's Soul Tool technology was indeed formidable. The power of so many eighth-grade soul cannons was enough to severely wound even a Super