Splat!
Blood spurted like a fountain. The Soul King clutched in Yang Dong's hand died instantly under Soul Devour, a thin crimson mist splashing across Gui Mei's face and that of the other Soul King.
Soul Devour was simply too overpowered. The ability to control another person's blood made it impossible for many people to mount any effective resistance.
Energy was harvested once more. An unnatural flush appeared on Yang Dong's face, and a tiny red dot could even be seen deep within his pupils.
"Kill!"
The other Soul King decisively unleashed his Ten Thousand Year Soul Skill. The cone in his hand spun rapidly and, under his control, launched an attack at Yang Dong.
A huge crater was left in the ground, but Yang Dong vanished before his eyes.
Where had he gone?
Before he could recover his senses, Soul Devour activated again!
A hand covered the top of his head. Immediately afterward, he felt all the blood in his body surge uncontrollably upward. With a bang, his life came to an end.
"You're next!"
Yang Dong smiled faintly at Gui Mei, but his words sent a chill through Gui Mei's heart. How much time had even passed? The two Soul Kings beside him had already died miserably at this man's hands?
"Hold on, Gui Mei! We're coming!"
Not far away, Guan Yue led two men swiftly toward Gui Mei's location. Having witnessed the deaths of the other two Soul Kings, he was frantic with anxiety.
He could not retreat!
If Gui Mei took even one step back now, his life would be ruined.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Ghost Shadow."
Gui Mei gritted his teeth. He drove away his urge to retreat, and countless Ghost Shadows poured from between his palms, rushing toward Yang Dong.
"Hah!"
But the next second,