Battle Fever

From the start of the battle to the complete destruction of the six-person squad, it had taken less than a minute.

Chen An drew in the floating scales around his body and slowly turned, strolling toward where Tang Wuling and the other two were.

Others might not have known, and it did not matter how much spirit energy he absorbed. He had enjoyed the fight.

The foundation of a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast meant he did not need to worry about the age limit of his Soul Rings at all.

Some nearby colors had changed again. A trace of curiosity flashed through Chen An's eyes as he quietly approached under the cover of the dense forest.

After passing through layers of interwoven shadows, the two opposing sides came clearly into view.

One tall and one short figure leaned against each other. They were the Xu Family siblings from Eastsea City—Xu Xiaoyu and Xu Xiaoyan.

At that moment, Xu Xiaoyu's ice-element Soul Power surged wildly. The ice staff in his hand continuously condensed ice blades and ice shields as he desperately withstood the relentless assault of two Three-Ring Soul Elders before him.

He was not weak, but facing two opponents who coordinated seamlessly and balanced attack and defense, he was still struggling.

The ice wall around Xu Xiaoyu was covered in cracks and on the verge of shattering.

Behind him, Xu Xiaoyan tightly clutched her ice staff and timidly hid behind her brother. Her hands trembled slightly. She did not dare make a move recklessly and could only barely protect herself under her brother's shelter.

Just as Xu Xiaoyu's final ice shield was about to be shattered, a figure suddenly descended from the air and landed firmly at the edge of the battlefield.

Boom!

The landing sound was faint, yet it was