Dai Yunze watched the crowd of teenagers around him slam on the brakes. Quite a few more were still pouring out of the surrounding buildings and charging toward him. But once they saw the five hundred-thousand-year soul rings on him, they too stopped dead in their tracks.
Just because they could stop, however, did not mean the people rushing out behind them could. And so Dai Yunze witnessed the bizarre spectacle of a set of human dominoes toppling over.
Watching the teenagers fall one after another with cries of "Ow! Ow!" until only a scattered few remained standing, Dai Yunze could only respond, "..."
A green light flashed, and an old man abruptly appeared before Dai Yunze, shattering the soul power light that had trapped him. He looked at Dai Yunze with a strange expression, a tea leaf still stuck to the corner of his mouth, as though he had spat out a mouthful of tea not long ago.
The old man's complexion was as rosy as a baby's, and he had long green hair, though he was a little balding. As he looked at the five hundred-thousand-year soul rings surrounding Dai Yunze, his expression was beyond words.
Dai Yunze had met this old man not long ago. He was none other than Du Busi, the sect master of the Body Sect.
At this point, Dai Yunze realized there might have been some misunderstanding he knew nothing about. He withdrew his second martial soul, bowed slightly to the old man before him, and said, "Greetings, Senior."
Du Busi opened his mouth as though to say something, but in the end, he merely wore an expression like someone nursing a toothache. Turning toward the disciples sprawled all around them, he roared, **"Get up already! Go do whatever you're supposed to be