Although Yang Wudi had not actually been thrown out in the final slam, the impact still knocked him unconscious.
At that moment, Xiao Wu's soul returned to Xia Yuan's sixth soul ring.
She had completely sacrificed herself to Xia Yuan and was fundamentally incapable of resisting his control.
Meanwhile, Niu Gao's battle had also ended.
He had likewise been defeated by Xia Yuan's Blue Silver Wood Clone, except it had not used the sixth soul ring.
Only Xia Yuan's main body could use the sixth soul ring. The clone could not, since Xiao Wu's soul could only exist within the main body's soul ring.
Even without one soul ring, however, it was more than enough to deal with Niu Gao, a Soul Douluo capable only of defense.
Yang Wudi had brought two young men with him, and they were now staring at Xia Yuan as though they had seen a ghost.
One of them took a porcelain bottle from his robes, quickly poured out several pills, stuffed them into Yang Wudi's mouth, and helped him swallow them with water.
Yang Wudi slowly opened his eyes. Upon seeing Xia Yuan, his expression darkened, and all his arrogance vanished.
He had not used his seventh soul skill or his eighth soul skill. If he wanted to be shameless, he could have claimed that he had lost only because he had held back too much.
But he could accept both victory and defeat. A loss was a loss, and he would not deny it.
He forced himself to his feet despite the soreness wracking his body.
"I lost."
"A gentleman's word is as good as his bond. From this day onward, the Breaking Clan submits to you."
Just like that, he had subdued a Soul Douluo-level Soul Master clan?
The four of Dugu