Three masked figures, likewise dressed entirely in black, pursued her relentlessly from behind, already in a state of Martial Soul Possession. Judging by his appearance, the leader, who followed closest, seemed to possess a White Wolf martial soul. He stayed hot on Zhu Zhuqing's heels, while the other two trailed some distance behind, one holding throwing darts and the other a short sword.
The leader had three soul rings, two yellow and one purple. Of the two behind him, one had a white and a yellow soul ring, while the other had two yellow rings. Both were Soul Grandmasters, while their leader was a Soul Elder.
Zhu Zhuqing, however, had only a single yellow soul ring.
Ordinarily, how could two Soul Grandmasters and a Soul Elder fail to catch a Soul Master? But her martial soul was a cut above those of her pursuers, and she had already reached Heaven Dou before she was suddenly discovered and hunted down. That was the only reason they had not swiftly caught her during her flight.
Now, however, the distance between them kept shrinking. Another claw wound had appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's back, tearing a large opening in her tight-fitting clothes and exposing her smooth, flawless back.
Her soul power was nearly exhausted, and little of her physical strength remained. Zhu Zhuqing gasped for breath, her pace slowing steadily, until even the world before her eyes began to blur and spin.
Just then, however, she suddenly caught a peculiar fragrance. The pain of her wounds vanished at once, and she felt reinvigorated. Next, Zhu Zhuqing discovered, dumbfounded, that her surroundings had undergone an enormous change.
Throughout this stretch of forest, it was as though a sovereign of plants had appeared. The Blue Silver Grass scattered everywhere across the ground all bent in one