Shui Bing'er stared fixedly at Ning Wen.
She was now absolutely certain that the owner of that voice was the fellow standing before her.
The boy looked a little younger than her, with handsome features, a gentle demeanor, and astonishing combat strength.
But those inner thoughts... what exactly was going on?
Or rather, were they true or false?
Shui Bing'er took a deep breath, ready to confront him.
But the next moment, something bizarre happened.
Her lips clearly opened and closed, yet not a sound emerged from her throat.
Shui Bing'er's expression changed. Bewildered and alarmed, she opened her mouth wider again, trying to speak.
No matter how hard she tried, not a single sound escaped.
It was as though an invisible, irresistible force had forbidden it outright.
Yet when she tried saying something else, her voice returned to normal.
Faced with this strange situation, Shui Bing'er's pupils contracted sharply, and the gaze she turned on Ning Wen filled with unconcealable horror.
Beside her, Shui Yue'er, Xue Wu, and the others withdrew their martial souls as well, looking at Ning Wen with wariness and awe.
What they had just witnessed was far too shocking.
This Crystal Wolf was a four-thousand-year soul beast, its combat strength equivalent to a level-fifty Soul King.
Yet it had not lasted even a single exchange against him. He had casually sent it flying with one palm strike and severely wounded it. Such strength was simply beyond belief.
After all, even working together, these elite students of Skywater Academy had struggled for ages without being able to subdue the soul beast. Yet against the boy before them, it had crumbled at a single blow.
"Thank you for saving us."
Shui Bing'er suppressed the towering waves of shock and doubt churning within her, forcibly composed her expression,