A disdainful smile curled Zi JI's lips. Scales extended from her wrist, and she shattered the blast of Soul Power with ease.
Then she swept her arm, murmuring an incantation. Countless purple blades of light instantly appeared in the sky and rained down on the Evil Soul Masters.
Seeing this, the Evil Soul Master pushed his Soul Power to its limit. Eight Soul Rings appeared: two yellow, two purple, and four black.
He swung his long saber in an impenetrable flurry, trying to block the purple blades raining down.
Black Soul Power surged wildly around him, colliding with the purple blades of light.
Their collision sent radiance splashing across the sky, but within moments, the blades broke through his defenses like a blade splitting bamboo.
Blade after blade carved deep wounds into the Evil Soul Master's body. Blood sprayed out, staining his black robe crimson.
"Boss!" Several other Evil Soul Masters immediately rushed forward to catch the tall, thin man as he tottered.
They looked at the wounds covering his body, anger flashing in their eyes, though fear outweighed it.
One Evil Soul Master with a scar across his face ignored her beautiful features and demanded through gritted teeth, "Who are you? Do you know who we are?"
Zi JI's gaze was icy, as though she were looking at a swarm of ants. "All you need to know is that you'll die here," she said flatly.
Her words carried endless coldness and resolve.
As she spoke, Zi JI raised her delicate hand, and an imposing dragon claw descended from the sky.
The scar-faced Evil Soul Master's expression changed drastically. Knowing how powerful this strike was, he dared not slacken for an instant.
He hastily poured his Soul Power into the hatchet in his hand. Black light blazed along its edge