Tang Shuo's figure appeared.
He floated in midair, his robes stirring without wind as his golden eyes gazed indifferently at the two women before him.
"It's you... Tang Shuo!"
Once Dugu Yan saw his face clearly, her pupils abruptly contracted.
The image of that man standing like a god or demon during the finals remained a nightmare she could not banish.
Ye Lingling's face also turned pale as she instinctively took half a step back.
The Tang Shuo before her felt ten, a hundred times more terrifying than he had during the tournament.
It was an absolute suppression at the level of life itself, so overwhelming that even her martial soul struggled to circulate properly.
Tang Shuo's gaze lingered on the two women for a moment.
Then he withdrew his eyes, seemingly not even interested in saying another word.
"Get lost."
He uttered two words.
A flicker of humiliation and unwillingness crossed Dugu Yan's face.
She had just opened her mouth to say something.
When a vast and majestic aura swept out from Tang Shuo.
Thud!
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling could not offer even the slightest resistance. Their knees buckled beneath that aura, and they fell directly to their knees.
Their faces were filled with horror.
This... this was not the power of a soul master at all!
Just what kind of terrifying existence was he?
Tang Shuo ignored the two women kneeling on the ground. With a movement of his body, he became a streak of light once more and vanished beyond the horizon.
A long while passed.
Only then did the pressure that had left them unable to breathe gradually fade away.
Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling slumped to the ground, drenched in fragrant sweat and gasping for air like fish out of water.
"What... what kind