Yao Lao's anxious voice rang out in Xiao Yan's mind once more.
"Hiss~ Two Dou Zuns, and the rest are all Dou Zongs. The Soul Hall has truly gone all out this time!"
After hearing Yao Lao's words, Xiao Yan's expression became exceedingly grave. Deeply worried, he murmured, "Brother Yao, I wonder if you can handle this."
"Alas, if only I had a little more time, my strength would certainly improve further. Perhaps I could even help Brother Yao in this battle!"
"Kid, if you get the chance to escape, then run."
Xiao Yan tightened his grip on the Heavy Xuan Ruler, a trace of resolve flashing through his eyes. He knew full well that if he retreated now, all the pressure would fall upon Xiao Yao.
"Teacher, I won't run. I, Xiao Yan, am not someone who retreats at the critical moment!"
At this moment, Xiao Yao looked at the two Dou Zuns, Mu Gu and Qing Hai, who had appeared above, as well as the more than twenty Dou Zongs behind them. He sighed inwardly. It seems the Soul Hall has even stronger experts hiding in the shadows. They must think these people alone are enough to crush us. Well, two Dou Zuns are indeed more than sufficient to deal with a Dou Zong.
At that thought, the corners of Xiao Yao's lips rose slightly as he sneered inwardly. If only I knew how to refine artifacts, I would definitely forge a Soul Banner and collect every one of you Soul Hall people into it. One day, the Soul Hall and Soul Clan will become souls beneath my banner. What a pity...
"Everyone, relax your minds. I'll send you into the Small World now."
Xiao Yao shouted, then ceased hesitating. His hands moved, and a pale blue layer