Xiao Hongchen opened his eyes, feeling refreshed. His breakthrough into the Divine Origin Realm had left him with much to take in.
With a casual release of Spiritual Power, he could reach dozens of kilometers away. He also saw Ye Guyi and Di Qiuer approaching with a half-dead Yan Shaozhe in tow.
Yan Shaozhe's Nirvana was not without cost. It consumed his own essence and life force.
Even in peak condition, he would have struggled against either Ye Guyi or Di Qiuer one-on-one. Weakened as he was, they had captured him with ease.
They soon flew to Xiao Hongchen's side and threw the tightly bound Yan Shaozhe at his feet.
"We meet again, Dean Yan."
Xiao Hongchen hooked a toe beneath Yan Shaozhe's chin and tipped his face up.
"I have to admit, your righteous little act of killing yourself to protect your students was quite convincing. Someone else might have fallen for it."
"What exactly are you trying to do?" Yan Shaozhe glared at him through gritted teeth.
"Oh? Your tongue's grown back?"
Xiao Hongchen drove a fist into his dantian. Blood sprayed from Yan Shaozhe's mouth.
"Your Soul Core has recovered too. Nirvana really is a monstrous skill..." Xiao Hongchen marveled.
"It would be such a waste to let someone with the strength of a Super Douluo die so easily..."
"What... what are you going to do to me?"
As Xiao Hongchen walked slowly toward him, Yan Shaozhe sensed something was terribly wrong. A chill shot from his spine to the crown of his head.
He tried to struggle, but invisible tentacles had wrapped him tight.
His third Soul Skill: Soul Devouring.
The Soul Skill the Evil Eye Tyrant had given him could devour a person's soul, but it was also excellent for dismantling mental defenses. Before those