The resentful female voice echoed throughout the domains of Kong Deming and Long Xiaoyao. Everyone within the domains heard it clearly.
"Yuhao, what's wrong?"
Wang Dong'er felt a chill run down her spine. She moved closer to Huo Yuhao, looking around anxiously.
"Don't worry, it's nothing!"
Huo Yuhao comforted Dong'er, but his tightly furrowed brow showed that the situation was far from good.
Upon hearing that voice high in the sky, Kong Deming was slightly startled. Although he had been wary of that person from the start, now that he knew Long Xiaoyao had also joined the Holy Spirit Cult—
Kong Deming no longer had much confidence. He would be facing two opponents alone, both equal to him in strength.
A sharp tearing sound suddenly rang out as a crimson spear stabbed toward him at incredible speed from the side.
Faced with the sudden attack, Kong Deming could only withdraw the Silver Moon Divine Shield and block with all his strength. The blood-red spear sent Kong Deming and his Soul Tool flying together.
As Kong Deming recalled the Silver Moon Divine Shield, Long Xiaoyao regained his freedom. At that moment, a woman in a blood-red gown appeared, her long black hair streaked with dark red cascading loosely around her.
The blood-red nails on her hands proclaimed her ruthless nature, while her scarlet eyes stared directly at Long Xiaoyao.
The flash of concern in her eyes was concealed very well.
"Xishui? I'm sorry!!!"
Long Xiaoyao lowered his head, somewhat ashamed. After all, it had been her request, yet he had botched it.
That was right. The newcomer was the true ruler of the Holy Spirit Cult, its second Ultimate Douluo—the Death Douluo, Ye Xishui!
"No. With Kong Deming coming here, it was within my expectations that you would fail. Even I