"He's gone," Chen Zifeng said.
"What!" Dai Yueheng exclaimed. "After such a fierce fight, you still let him escape?"
Chen Zifeng's face was pale. For someone cultivating sword intent, nothing was more dangerous than refusing to face his own Heart Demon. He took a deep breath. "There was no one with the target. And he didn't escape. He defeated us single-handedly, then flew away right in front of us."
"What!"
Before Dai Yueheng could speak, the people behind him cried out. Xixi and the others among the Shrek Seven Monsters knew just how formidable their captain, Ma Xiaotao, was. How could a mere Soul King have injured her so badly?
"In one month, he advanced to Soul Emperor," Chen Zifeng said, gesturing to the four of them, himself included. "The four of us barely escaped a single Soul Skill from his Second Martial Soul. The captain was gravely wounded fighting him head-on."
"How is that possible?" Dai Yueheng could hardly believe it. Breaking through to Soul Emperor had been tremendously difficult for him. How had Mu Feng, who had still been a Soul King a month ago, managed it? And how could he, newly advanced, so easily defeat six people working together?
It was not that Dai Yueheng could not handle the truth. He simply could not understand how any of it had happened. He did not want to believe it, but the unconscious Ma Xiaotao told him everything he needed to know.
Huo Yuhao and the others could not get a word in. Bei Bei, standing beside Huo Yuhao, seemed especially distracted.
After a quarter of an hour to collect himself, Chen Zifeng accepted what had happened. "Judging by his aura when he left, he hadn't even used his full strength. I'm afraid our two teams together couldn't do