"Thud!"
The anticipated sound of breaking bones never came.
Yue Ling looked up and saw that what had collided with his fist was a black, clumped mass.
What a pain to deal with...
In the meantime, his opponent had successfully put some distance between them. With the other Evil Soul Masters watching, pursuing him was impossible.
Yue Ling sighed and said regretfully, "What a shame. I was so close to killing you."
"Just a lucky escape... Old Six, go drink a few mouthfuls of blood off the ground to recover. Leave things here to me and Old Five for now."
"Yes, Oldest."
Panting, he rushed toward his companion's corpse.
After such prolonged depletion, his stamina and Soul Power had long since bottomed out. If he did not seize this chance to replenish his energy, he would not even be able to protect himself if danger arose.
Reaching his companion's corpse, he crouched down and sank his teeth into it without hesitation.
"Slurp, slurp..."
The sound of blood being sucked reached Yue Ling's ears. He merely glanced over before withdrawing his gaze.
The condition of both sides was plain to see.
The scene was silent as the grave. No one made another move.
The villagers were bargaining chips.
Yue Ling was waiting for the other side to speak, and they seemed to be waiting for him to speak as well.
Before long, Old Six, who had recovered somewhat, returned to Oldest's side and stared fixedly at Yue Ling a short distance away.
"Since we're not fighting anymore, let's talk." Oldest was the first of the three to lose his patience.
His arm was already broken. If they dragged this out any longer and let this monster recover his Soul Power, none of the three would escape.
Showing little interest, Yue Ling