"Damn it! Who is it?"
Tang San roared inwardly, his face twisted with frustration.
He struggled with all his might to lift his head and see who had ruined everything at a moment like this. But the gap in strength was absolute. He could not even raise his head.
"Heh, it really is a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast! Even the heavens are helping me! Hahaha!"
The arrogant voice belonged to a woman, but Tang San had no idea who she was. At this point, he was still a Little Nobody who had barely met any powerful people.
Yu Xiaogang was different.
The instant he heard her voice, his heart lurched. He rushed out of the classroom and looked up at the sky.
When he saw that familiar face, complicated feelings surged through him.
Not long ago, he had parted ways with Tang San temporarily to visit Spirit Hall. He had wanted to see this woman and learn how to cultivate Twin Martial Souls for his disciple's sake.
But he had failed to see her. Even after showing the Elder Token Bibi Dong had once given him, he had received the same answer:
His Holiness the Pope was in secluded cultivation and would see no one.
Yu Xiaogang had left Spirit City disappointed, thinking something might have happened to Bibi Dong. He had even worried about her for a while.
Now it seemed his concern had been entirely one-sided.
He quickly steadied himself and took a deep breath before calling out:
"Bibi Dong! What are you trying to do?"
At those words, Demon Bear Douluo and Ghost Leopard Douluo shot deadly glares toward the voice.
When they saw that the speaker was merely a Soul Grandmaster with level 29 Soul Power, neither could hold back.
"You old fool! This has nothing to