There were many reasons they had won this battle so easily.
First, the power of the Martial Soul Fusion Skill was beyond doubt.
Second, the fact that they had one white and one yellow Soul Ring, yet had come here as shady poachers, indirectly showed that they were not particularly strong.
Third, they had been unprepared. Yu Yan's terrifying combat strength, instantly killing one of them, had thrown them into disarray. If they had joined forces or truly fought for their lives, it was still uncertain who would have won.
Once he relaxed, Yu Yan's face turned somewhat pale, and he lay directly on the ground, staring blankly at the azure sky.
Yu Yan had never killed anyone before, yet he had killed three people in a single minute. Having taken lives for the first time, his feelings were complicated.
He knew he had to kill them; otherwise, they would be the ones who died. Still, killing people had stirred some emotions within him.
He did not feel nauseated or like vomiting. Perhaps he had grown somewhat used to bloodshed from slaughtering fish, crabs, chickens, and the like in his daily life.
Another reason Yu Yan's face was pale was the excessive consumption of Soul Power. He was drained. He still did not have enough endurance.
"Yu Yan, what's wrong?"
Seeing Yu Yan lying on the ground with a pale face, Xiao Wu hurried over and crouched beside him in a panic, checking him for other injuries.
"I'm fine. Just like last night, I used too much Soul Power. A little rest will do."
Meeting Xiao Wu's anxious gaze, Yu Yan explained his condition. Those people had not even gotten close to him, so how could he have been injured?
As he answered Xiao Wu, Yu Yan also looked her