Sword energy crisscrossed the night sky, making even the stars seem to tremble.
At last, as two phantom goddesses of ice and snow appeared, the chaotic clash between the ultimate powers drew to a close.
"Retreat!"
A hysterical roar tore through the heavens. Two streaks of light forcibly ripped through space and fled in panic.
Seeing this, the remaining Evil Soul Masters dared not linger in battle. They scattered like birds and beasts, fleeing in every direction.
Ye Xishui and Long Xiaoyao had been gravely wounded!
Of the seventeen Titled Douluo among the Evil Soul Masters, well over half had fallen. Only Feng Ling and a handful of others had escaped with their lives.
"Why aren't we chasing them?"
The Ice Empress turned toward Jiang Yi, her little face still looking unsatisfied.
All her time with Jiang Yi had been spent either crushing weaklings or on the way to crush more weaklings. She had finally found a decent toy, and she had barely begun to play.
"Take a look down there."
Jiang Yi shrugged and pointed toward Bright City below.
By now, the whole of Bright City had awakened. More than a dozen dazzling lights flared across the imperial city in the darkness.
They were all stationary Soul Tools. Xu Tianran was clearly determined to save them, but Jiang Yi had not come tonight to kill Ye Xishui anyway. He was covering Virtue Hall's demolition job.
Besides, the little angel had already stuffed herself to bursting tonight. She could not swallow another bite, so those experience packs could stay with the Holy Spirit Cult for now.
"Ninth-Level Soul Tools? You humans really are a strange species."
The Ice Empress curled her lips, then gave a lazy yawn, turned into a streak of light, and slipped back into Jiang Yi's body.