Before the Soul Saint could make a move, Yang Lin was already moving.
In a flash, he appeared before the Soul Saint. Before his opponent could react,
he shaped his right hand into a gun and fired point-blank at his face:
"Cursed Technique Reversal-Red!"
A dazzling red light flashed at Yang Lin's right index finger, radiating terrifying fluctuations of energy.
The Soul Saint's pupils abruptly contracted.
Fast! Too fast!
Before he could react, his opponent was already right in front of him.
Was this what Shrek's number-one genius student was truly capable of?!
The Soul Saint immediately activated his Martial Soul Avatar without hesitation, hoping to withstand the blow.
Boom!
An enormous red light instantly engulfed the Soul Saint.
It hurled him and the surrounding trees dozens of meters away.
The other black-clad men were utterly horrified at the sight.
But well trained as they were, they did not panic excessively.
Following their earlier assignments, they charged straight at Jiang Nannan and Wang Dong'er without hesitation.
Only by capturing those two with their lower cultivation could they make the White-Haired Boy hesitate to strike, afraid of smashing the vessel while killing the rat.
"Just a few of you will do. Why send so many at once? Four should be about right."
With their current strength, Jiang Nannan and Wang Dong together could still handle four Soul Ancestors whose Soul Ring configurations were not even optimal.
Although Yang Lin could easily deal with all these black-clad men alone,
he still had to give the two girls some experience. And practical experience gained in a life-and-death struggle was the most effective kind.
Yang Lin chuckled, pale blue light flickering in his left palm.
"Cursed Technique Lapse-Blue! Maximum output!"
Apart from those four Soul Ancestors, all the remaining black-clad men abruptly stopped in