His voice grew more emphatic.
"I'd even stake my life on it. Even if Spirit Hall went all out, it still couldn't achieve something like this."
"So." He looked at the two of them. "Think carefully. Is the improvement in your cultivation really reasonable?"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone fell silent again.
Tang San's brows were tightly furrowed. The ease vanished from Oscar and Ma Hongjun's faces, while Dai Mubai's expression was unreadable.
Ning Rongrong merely curled her lips.
"Then, Master, you think it can't be done no matter what." Tilting her head, she stared straight at Master with her almond-shaped eyes, her tone brimming with disbelief. "But Xiao Wu and I are standing right in front of you. How do you explain that?"
Flender and Tang San were both stunned.
That was right.
If the situation Master had so firmly declared absolutely impossible was now right before them, wasn't that a slap in his own face?
Several questioning gazes fell on Master at once.
Yet Master's expression did not waver in the slightest.
He fell silent for two seconds, then slowly uttered four words.
"Fallen Soul Masters."
The air throughout the backstage area seemed to freeze at that moment.
Master continued, his voice dropping to its lowest point.
"Ordinary Soul Master cultivation methods naturally cannot accomplish this. Everyone must cultivate step by step; not even the Pope's disciples are exceptions. But there is one particular case."
"Only Fallen Soul Masters, using unorthodox methods such as bloodlust, slaughter, and evil sacrifices, can possibly raise their Soul Power rapidly in a short period by consuming their own potential."
His gaze settled on Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu, the implication unmistakable.
Tang San's expression changed instantly.
"Teacher, what are Fallen Soul Masters?" His voice became urgent.
Master gave a brief