Seven Kill Douluo looked toward the summit of the Main Peak of Mingdou Mountain Range. The source of that spiritual power was up there.
"Fight our way up."
Xuan Zi flew up without hesitation, and the others followed close behind.
This method was terrifying, a true strategic-level weapon. If it were used on a battlefield, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Whether this was a Soul Master's technique or some kind of Soul Tool, it had to be destroyed.
The group quickly reached the summit and saw the Soul Suppressing Tower standing there.
But before they could destroy it, an overwhelming Kamui descended, and the Soul Power in their bodies was instantly frozen and suppressed.
"Kamui?"
Xuan Zi was shocked. It felt just like the Sea God's Light on the Golden Ancient Tree—a power that surpassed Soul Masters.
Could there really be a god in the Sun Moon Empire?
"You're all quite impressive. I'm very pleased!"
A seductive voice rang out. Then a purple-black blade of light flashed past, reaping everyone's souls and severing their control over their bodies.
Ye Xishui had made her move, using the power of the Rakshasa Demon Scythe to strip away their souls.
It wasn't that she couldn't capture them. The difficulty lay in taking them alive and intact. If they self-destructed, stopping them wouldn't be easy.
At the same time, Yang Hao maintained his Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Wan Hun and Sleep Nightmare. He donned a special set of purple Soul Armor and gave chase to the protagonist group, whom Electrolux had teleported away. He also used a Soul Tool to turn optically invisible.
"Someone's coming after us."
Huo Yuhao, whose senses were the sharpest, noticed first. He looked up, and his heart gave a sudden lurch.
He saw a golden figure hurtling toward