"This..." The experts outside the arena could not help looking at each other in dismay.
Clearly, Xiao Yan, who had been at a disadvantage just a moment ago, actually went toe-to-toe with the Black-Robed Man by relying on Space Shuttle. This sudden reversal made the hearts of the many experts watching the match involuntarily surge with a trace of chill.
Obviously, they had all underestimated Xiao Yan's strength.
"This Xiao Yan is a formidable enemy!" Until this moment, Muge also put down all his pride, his gaze fixed tightly on the two people fighting in the arena. After all, Muge was not a fool; if Xiao Yan defeating Feng Yu earlier might have been luck, showing such formidable strength when dealing with the Black-Robed Man was enough to explain many things.
"Rumble!" The red chain and Xiao Yan's Giant Light Finger erupted with ripples of destruction throughout the Arena Mountain Range, continuously spilling outward.
"Little bastard!" Before long, an angry roar once again came from the center of the explosion.
"Cough, cough, cough..."
"It seems your Natal Soul Lock is nothing much after all..." Xiao Yan's aura was also weak as he coughed violently, then locked his gaze tightly on the Black-Robed Man at the center of the explosion.
"You actually know about the Natal Soul Lock?" Seeming surprised, a trace of astonishment could not help emerging in the Black-Robed Man's resentful gaze.
"There are still many things I know..."
"For instance, the Soul Clan, the Soul Hall, the Ghost Kingdom, Soul Power, and Faith Power." Xiao Yan smiled.
"Hahaha!"
"Your strength is formidable. No wonder the experts dispatched by our Soul Clan vanished without a trace." The Black-Robed Man slowly walked out from the center of the explosion. Hearing Xiao Yan's words, a trace of killing intent surged across