"I'm not afraid of you!"
Xie Xie made the first move. The Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger appeared in his hands simultaneously, and with blinding speed, he arrived at Guang Biao's feet in an instant.
"Little bug!"
Guang Biao let out a cold snort, lifted his right foot, and stomped hard against the ground. A massive shockwave instantly sent Xie Xie flying back more than ten meters.
"Xie Xie!"
A thousand-year soul ring rose instantly beneath Tang Wulin's feet, and a vast amount of Blue Silver Grass, marked with golden veins, erupted around him.
When Guang Biao saw the thousand-year soul ring at Tang Wulin's feet, he couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise.
A large volume of Blue Silver Grass surged rapidly toward the Light Dragon, while the surrounding ground began to freeze over, forming a thick layer of ice.
Tang Wulin turned his head to glance at Gu Yue, instantly understanding her intent.
Two Thousand-Refined Sinking Silver Hammers appeared in Tang Wulin's hands before he hurled them toward Guang Biao.
Watching the hammers fly toward him, Guang Biao didn't think much of them and simply clenched his fist, punching out to meet them.
"Bang!"
The Thousand-Refined Sinking Silver Hammer collided with Guang Biao's fist, producing a dull, heavy thud!
"Thousand-Refined!"
Guang Biao was a mecha master and knew a thing or two about the forging profession; the moment his fist hit the hammer, he could tell it was made of Thousand-Refined metal.
However, Guang Biao was a Soul Emperor after all. The Thousand-Refined Sinking Silver Hammer caused him no damage at all; instead, it was sent flying backward.
Tang Wulin was quick-witted and agile, controlling the Blue Silver Grass to catch the Sinking Silver Hammer with pinpoint accuracy.
At the same time, Tang Wulin moved, sliding rapidly across the ice.
After nearly a month of training, his strength and body control had improved significantly, and moving on the ice actually made Tang Wulin even more agile.
With one end of the Blue Silver Grass binding the Sinking Silver Hammer and the other held firmly in his hand, he swung it around like a meteor hammer.
Attack his feet!
That was Tang Wulin's plan. If he could force Guang Biao to lose his balance by attacking his feet—and with the ground beneath him being ice—there was a high probability that he would fall.
"Bang!"
Tang Wulin controlled the Sinking Silver Hammer, striking Guang Biao's sole with perfect precision.
But contrary to expectations, not only did Guang Biao not sway, he took a step forward, causing the ice beneath his feet to shatter instantly.
Guang Biao took another step, instantly closing the distance to appear right in front of Tang Wulin.
Guang Biao lifted his knee, driving it toward Tang Wulin.
Tang Wulin had no time to dodge, and Guang Biao's knee struck his stomach with unerring accuracy.
"Bang!"
Like a kite with a broken string, Tang Wulin was sent flying, crashing into a pile of debris behind him.
"You've got some strength, no wonder you could break my brother's arm!" Guang Biao clapped his hands and beckoned to Gu Yue with his finger.
"Three minutes left!" Guang Biao looked at Gu Yue with a playful smirk.
Gu Yue gritted her teeth, staring fiercely at Guang Biao. "You'd better pray he's alright!"
"Hahaha!" Guang Biao laughed out loud. "What, if he dies, are you going to kill me?"
But before his words had even faded, the yellow soul ring at Gu Yue's feet erupted with blinding light, and a ball of light instantly appeared in her hand.
Then, with a flash of silver, Gu Yue appeared directly in front of Guang Biao, slamming the prepared ball of light into his face.
The blinding radiance forced Guang Biao to close his eyes temporarily.
However, another flash of silver light appeared on Gu Yue's body, and she stood directly on Guang Biao's shoulder, a silver dagger—the same one used to attack the Light Dragon earlier—already in her hand.
Without a moment's hesitation, Gu Yue gripped the dagger with both hands and drove it straight toward Guang Biao's neck.
"Success!"
But it only pierced less than a centimeter deep.
Gu Yue's attack wasn't over yet; several condensed fireballs slammed into the wound.
Because the distance was so close, the heat from the fireballs even scorched some of Gu Yue's hair.
"Argh?"
Even someone as strong as Guang Biao felt a sharp sting, and he reached out, trying to grab Gu Yue.
Gu Yue wanted to use spatial power to escape Guang Biao's side, but she had clearly underestimated the capabilities of a Soul Emperor.
As Guang Biao reached out, he stomped his foot on the ground. Suddenly, a massive pressure pinned Gu Yue's body firmly in place, preventing her from even utilizing her spatial power.
"Click!"
Guang Biao gripped Gu Yue's neck, causing her bones to grind together. If this continued, her neck would either be snapped or she would die of asphyxiation.
"Don't forget about this young master!" Xie Xie roared, his figure moving like a shadow, his speed even faster than before.
For some reason, not long after Tang Wulin had been knocked into that pile of debris, he felt his martial soul grow excited and agitated. The patterns on the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger seemed to become more solid, and Xie Xie even felt his soul power increase slightly.
It was this temporary boost that allowed Xie Xie to successfully close the distance to Guang Biao. He gripped the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger together and plunged them both into the wound Gu Yue had created moments before.
"Urgh!"
Guang Biao let out a cry of pain and instantly reached out with his other hand to choke Xie Xie, throwing the Light Dragon Dagger and Shadow Dragon Dagger to the ground.
"Let's go together!"
"Stop right there!"
Tang Wulin's voice rang out from the pile of debris, and a dazzling golden light flared to life.
Tang Wulin slowly emerged from the rubble, his upper body bare and blood still trickling from the corner of his mouth.
But what drew the most attention was his right hand, which was covered in golden scales that shimmered with iridescent light, his fingers transformed into sharp claws.
Tang Wulin had unleashed the power of the Golden Dragon King—the Golden Dragon Claw.
"Such powerful blood energy!" Guang Biao looked at Tang Wulin, a flicker of fear flashing in his eyes. He felt his own martial soul being suppressed; although it wasn't significant, the suppression was one of pure hierarchy, like a mouse seeing a cat or a sheep seeing a wolf.
"Playing tricks!" Guang Biao shook his head, trying to shake off that trace of fear.
Tang Wulin's pupils had turned into golden vertical slits, locking onto Guang Biao with lethal intensity.
"Bang!"
A sonic boom erupted beneath Tang Wulin's feet. With this kind of power, his starting speed was now in no way inferior to that of an agility-type soul master.
In the next instant, Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw swiped toward Guang Biao's head.
Guang Biao's eyes narrowed, and he immediately threw Gu Yue and Xie Xie aside. He had not expected Tang Wulin's speed to surge so dramatically.
"Bang!"
Guang Biao barely managed to raise his arm to block in front of him.
A Soul Emperor against a one-ring soul master was a gap as wide as heaven and earth; Guang Biao did not believe Tang Wulin's strike could push him back.
However, in the next moment, Guang Biao's expression changed drastically. Tang Wulin's attack did not force him back a single step, but he felt the bones in his hand shattering—not just breaking, but truly pulverizing.
This was the ability of the Golden Dragon Claw: to crush everything.
The change terrified Guang Biao, causing him to retreat several steps, but several of his fingers had already been completely pulverized, and even the bones in his palm had been shattered.
Guang Biao stared fixedly at Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw.
"His golden claws are strange; they don't look like a martial soul or a soul bone."
At this moment, Gu Yue, who had been tossed aside, struggled to open her eyes. She wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and managed to sit up. As she caught sight of Tang Wulin's Golden Dragon Claw, a complex look appeared in her eyes.