Yao Lao had been entrusted to Huo Zhi, and Xiao Yan rushed back once more to support Qing Lin. This almost fanatical resilience once again affected Hun Mang.
He had originally believed he could easily crush his enemies, but he had not expected that after such a fierce battle, though their conditions had declined, they could repeatedly erupt with renewed strength. His plan to defeat them in one blow had been utterly shattered.
If this drags on, something else is bound to happen! Hun Mang had also been driven to the end of the road. Like a desperate gambler, he had no way to leave this place. Only by defeating the people before him could he possibly find a way to survive.
Blood Sacrifice Soul!
Hun Mang directly sliced open his palm, and blood essence spilled forth. Without hesitation, he slapped his hand onto the face he had summoned. The face instantly opened its mouth wide and viciously sucked the blood from Hun Mang's palm, accompanied by distorted, muffled laughter from deep within its throat.
With this surge of power, the vicious expression on the feral soul face grew even more savage and terrifying.
Its lips, which had barely retained a reasonable shape, split apart again in an exaggerated fashion, opening to their absolute limit in a way no human could possibly achieve. Blood-red light shot from the face, wild and horrifying.
Eee—!!!
The sonic attack, now nearly twice as powerful, erupted once again. This time, it did not merely target spiritual power—the soundwave itself was an extraordinarily powerful offensive force, and its reverberations carried a devastating impact.
Neither Xiao Yan nor Qing Lin could keep their footing beneath this strike. They were instantly blasted away. Even the remaining Heavenly Flames nearby were utterly incapable of resisting such powerful sonic