"Hurry, just a little faster... come a little closer..."
Yue Ling rested against a tree with his eyes closed, sweat streaming ceaselessly down his forehead.
Maintaining control over the crystals of his third Soul Skill constantly consumed what little mental strength and soul power he had left.
Needles of pain stabbed through his mind, and waves of anguished cries rose from within his body.
Hurry, just a little faster...
Come a little closer!
Not far away, the Evil Soul Masters were still clamoring as they picked out villagers.
Yue Ling gritted his teeth, putting on an indifferent front.
He had no choice. He lacked the strength to kill all the Evil Soul Masters instantly on the spot, so he could only resort to this, keeping his third Soul Skill's follow-up attack as his trump card.
As long as those three gathered together, the exploding crystals would definitely catch them off guard.
Now, he needed to wait for an opportunity.
An opportunity that could turn the situation around...
At that moment, the Evil Soul Masters began arguing openly over whom to choose for those eight spots, no longer even bothering to pretend.
One of them still looked as though he had not had his fill. He said excitedly, "Boss, I think we should mainly pick children. Children have thick blood, and it tastes fresher and sweeter.
The other rejected the idea without a second thought.
"No! Children's blood tastes good, sure, but there's too little of it-not nearly enough to share. Those older people's blood might taste bad, but there's so much of it!"
"What do you know! Since we have a choice, why wouldn't we pick the good stuff!"
"What do you mean, what do I know! Once our soul power levels rise, won't we be able to pick even