Stealing Zhao Wuji Dry, Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul Fusion!

"Hand it over!"

Qin Qi used Formless Hand for the first time and directly stole the Vigorous Vajra Bear.

"Pfft!"

The unconscious Zhao Wuji suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Having lost his Martial Soul, his injuries became even worse!

"Again!"

Qin Qi used Formless Hand once more and directly stole the first Soul Ring.

Then came the second, the third, until he had stolen all seven Soul Rings.

"Your Soul Power, physical attributes, and mental strength too. Bring it all over here!"

Qin Qi used Formless Hand again, but the next second, he suddenly felt as if needles were pricking his back.

"Someone's coming?!"

Qin Qi looked into the pitch-black distance, though he still could not see anything.

But the danger warning brought by his second Soul Skill had already activated.

"Forget it. Better run first—safety comes first."

Qin Qi hurriedly stole some Soul Power, physical attributes, and mental strength before running off in a rush.

Almost the moment Qin Qi left, people from Spirit Hall arrived.

If Qin Qi had hesitated for even a moment longer, he might have been surrounded by Spirit Hall.

"Zhao Wuji, run if you can! If you escape today, I'll write my name backward!"

The Soul Douluo looked at Zhao Wuji, who had completely passed out in the water, and revealed a vicious smile.

"Boss, should we kill him now?"

The Soul Saint asked.

"No. He killed plenty of people back then. I can't be the only one getting satisfaction now."

"Bring him back. Let every brother give him a cut and properly avenge themselves!"

As he spoke, the Soul Douluo personally waded into the water and dragged Zhao Wuji back. He even deliberately used Soul Power to stop Zhao Wuji's bleeding.

"Let's head back and see how Zhao Wuji's companions are