Wang Dong'er landed on the ground, gasping for breath. This time, she was not pretending. She really was exhausted.
Killing a Soul Emperor in a single move looked impressive, but the amount of soul power it consumed was terrifying.
"Tang Dai, you're up."
Zhang Peng called out to one of his team members.
Tang Dai hesitated. Wang Dong'er was simply too strong. Several people on their side had already died. He was an Evil Soul Master, yes, but that did not mean he was unafraid of death. He feared he would die at Wang Dong'er's hands too.
Zhang Peng saw his fear and barked, "What are you afraid of? She's almost finished. Go finish her off. If you dare surrender, you'll still die when you come down. I'll kill you myself."
Tang Dai clenched his fists, fury burning in his heart. But there was nothing he could do. He could only obey Zhang Peng's order and step onto the Battle Platform.
"Both contestants, please state your names."
The referee did his best to buy Wang Dong'er time so she could recover a little more strength.
"Begin!"
Tang Dai released his martial soul, and his body rapidly expanded, growing even taller than Lu Genggeng had been.
Unlike Lu Genggeng, however, he was not obese. Instead, he transformed into an enormous skeleton.
The appearance of the grotesque skeleton drew startled cries from many people below the platform.
The Evil Soul Masters' martial souls were simply too creepy. The spectators were disgruntled. Why had the imperial family allowed a sect like this to compete?
Xu Tianran had no choice either. Allowing the Holy Spirit Sect to compete had been one of the Holy Spirit Cult's demands when they agreed to cooperate with him. He could not refuse.
Tang Dai's martial soul was the