Under the guidance of the Spirit Hall deacon, they quickly made their way into the village.
"Is anyone still in this village?"
The Soul Douluo looked around the village and asked.
Once the battle began, the village would most likely be reduced to ruins.
If there were still people here, they would probably be injured by the aftermath of the battle.
"No. I had people evacuate the villagers in advance. You may fight without restraint."
The Spirit Hall deacon replied.
"You know how to handle things. Fine, you're not strong enough; it's dangerous for you to stay here."
"Go back to Spirit Hall in Suotuo City and wait for us. Once we succeed, you'll get your share of the credit."
A smile appeared on the Soul Douluo's face. This little deacon was quite competent.
"Yes."
The Spirit Hall deacon immediately left. Once he was gone, the Soul Douluo launched a direct assault on the dean's office.
He burst in through the window and immediately spotted the man who looked like a giant bear.
"Zhao Wuji, pay for my brother's life!"
The Soul Douluo attacked as he spoke. With a single move, he sent Zhao Wuji flying.
"Fuck!"
"A Soul Douluo!"
"And those clothes—they're from Spirit Hall!"
Zhao Wuji turned and ran. One Soul Douluo and more than a dozen Soul Saints—he could not defeat them even if he fought to the death!
"You still want to run? Attack and kill him!"
The Soul Douluo immediately gave chase. He had to kill Zhao Wuji today!
Hearing the Soul Douluo's command, the other Soul Saints hurriedly joined forces to surround and kill Zhao Wuji.
The shockwaves from the battle quickly flattened the nearby houses, and the noise woke Dai Mubai and the others.
They had just rushed out of their rooms when