"This guy used a soul skill without even revealing his soul rings. His martial soul is so unusual-where did a monster like him come from?!"
Watching Chrysanthemum Douluo fight Ling Feng, Ghost Douluo's cold, sinister face tightened slightly. "Judging by his martial soul, it isn't a beast martial soul, an illusion-type martial soul, or a body martial soul. It must be some other mutated martial soul. To be this powerful... how terrifying..."
"Ghost Douluo, I told you, we're no match for him! We need my father to deal with him. Hurry, let's go!"
By now, Qian Xunji both hated and feared Ling Feng. Forcing himself to endure the pain in his lower body, he spoke in a hoarse, agonized voice.
"Yes."
After answering, Ghost Douluo transmitted his voice to Chrysanthemum Douluo through his soul power. "Yue Guan, cover our retreat."
"Gui Mei, damn you! Why don't you cover us? This guy is too strong. I can't handle him!"
Ling Feng had beaten the fear into Chrysanthemum Douluo. Even his strongest killing move couldn't break through Ling Feng's defenses. This was nothing short of a crushing defeat.
"Don't get bogged down fighting him. I've already started gathering the other Titled Douluos."
Another voice transmission came, but Ghost Douluo had already flown away with Qian Xunji. Ling Feng gave chase, only for Chrysanthemum Guan to block him.
"Hmm? Little Chrysanthemum? Since you like having your chrysanthemum ravaged so much, let me help you..."
Ling Feng sneered. "Fourth Form!"
In an instant, Susanoo formed a lower body and legs, growing dramatically in size. Ling Feng was now positioned inside Susanoo's head.
With a beckoning gesture from Ling Feng, a Giant Bow and several arrows appeared in Susanoo's hands.
Whoosh!
Under Ling Feng's control, Susanoo drew the bow and fired an arrow straight at