"Huh???" The Death Messenger was dumbfounded. How had an explosion that big not even singed a single hair on them?
It wasn't just the Death Messenger who was dumbfounded. The people from Shrek were just as stunned. They'd felt the blast's power moments ago, and their hearts had sunk halfway to their feet. And this was it?
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. That was close. You nearly got your way." A teasing voice rang out. Jiang Che had somehow made his way to the middle of the cave, a smile on his face.
"Y-you! Who are you?" The Death Messenger panicked. In his eyes, anyone capable of protecting so many people in an instant had to be a Soul Douluo. Someone at that level was far beyond his ability to provoke.
"You're not worthy of knowing who I am." As soon as the words left Jiang Che's mouth, a golden light shone around him. The Evil Soul Masters caught in its glow immediately began to scream.
"Ah!" The Death Messenger was no exception. With a scream, he dropped to his knees and clutched his head, rolling on the ground.
"Sir, spare me! Please, spare me! I have important information. If you'll just let me go, I... Aah!"
Before the Death Messenger could finish, Jiang Che intensified the purification. The Death Messenger was purified outright, leaving nothing behind but his Soul Tool.
"Sorry, but I'm not interested in your information," Jiang Che replied quietly, though the Death Messenger could no longer hear him.
After dealing with all the Evil Soul Masters, Jiang Che turned to the others from Shrek. "Is everyone all right?"
"I'm fine. Good thing you got here in time, Senior Brother, or I definitely wouldn't have made it." Yao Haoxuan spoke with lingering fear. His body was the biggest, so