Qian Renxue (73)

Qian Renxue looked up and saw four Soul Masters in dark-blue uniforms running toward them from not far ahead. Each of them held a weapon, and dense Soul Power fluctuations radiated from their bodies. The one in the lead was a middle-aged Soul Master with sharp eyes. His strength did not seem weak—he was at least at the Soul Douluo level.

"Lin Mo!" the middle-aged Soul Master shouted when he saw them. "Get over here! We'll cover you!"

Lin Mo quickened his pace and ran up to the middle-aged Soul Master before finally stopping. He could no longer hold on. His legs went weak, and he collapsed to the ground together with Qian Renxue. He gulped in air, his Soul Power completely exhausted, his face as pale as paper.

"Captain, stop those monsters!" Lin Mo pointed at the black monsters chasing them from behind and said weakly.

The middle-aged Soul Master nodded and gave the three Soul Masters behind him a look. The three immediately spread out, unleashing their Soul Power at full strength as they charged toward the black monsters. Their spirits awakened one after another—some beast spirits, some tool spirits—and their Soul Power formed barrier after barrier, blocking the black monsters' assault.

The middle-aged Soul Master crouched down, checked Lin Mo's condition, then looked at the wound on Qian Renxue's knee. "Good. It's just depleted Soul Power and a superficial wound." He took two bottles of Soul Power recovery potion from his pack and handed one to Lin Mo. "Drink this first to recover your Soul Power. Leave this place to us."

Lin Mo took the Soul Power recovery potion, twisted off the cap, and drained it in one gulp. After resting for a moment, some of his Soul Power recovered, and he barely managed to stand, supporting