"Foolish! The enemy corpses were right beside him, yet this Freelancer just watched them resurrect with his own eyes?"
"Truly stupid!"
Ling Zhan's action immediately made the spectators outside unable to resist criticizing him again.
They had originally wanted to continue discussing with their companions the strange phenomenon of clothes and equipment suddenly shattering into powder.
Yet Ling Zhan's action forced the audience to abruptly stop, prompting them to voice their exasperated criticism.
But...
Just as they were about to sigh and shake their heads.
Suddenly!
An incomparably young and crisp voice rang throughout the entire arena.
"Azure Thunder Soul-Locking Technique!!"
As soon as the words fell.
Boom!!
A bolt of azure lightning descended from the heavens, arriving even faster than the Reviving Holy Light and striking a heap of severed limbs and mangled corpses!
Then, to everyone's shock, that azure lightning was like the soul-locking chain in the hands of the Black and White Impermanence. It directly seized and dragged out, one by one, the ten origin spirit bodies hidden within the pile of remains!
Meanwhile, the streams of Reviving Holy Light fell upon useless empty shells that no longer contained their origin spirit bodies.
The view shifted.
At last, everyone clearly saw the true figure who had cast this secret technique.
It was Meng Shuang, with dragon horns sprouting from her forehead, two little braids tied in her hair, and short little legs carrying her close behind Ling Zhan.
At this moment, Meng Shuang's right arm had completely transformed into an azure-scaled dragon claw. Lightning swirled in her palm, and imprisoned within it were the origin spirit bodies of the ten Holy Spirit Bulwarkers.
"Want to resurrect? Did you ask this young lady first?"
Her young, crisp voice rang out with a giggle.
Everyone: "..."
Damn!
They had