"First soul skill, Netherworld Shattering Claw!"
"Second soul skill, Dark Night Descent!"
Zhu Zhuqing flashed straight in front of Dai Mubai, her pitch-black claws raking toward his chest.
Zhu Zhuqing's cultivation was not much lower than Dai Mubai's. She was already at rank thirty-five, and this strike was a sneak attack. Under normal circumstances, Dai Mubai should have had no way to dodge it.
But Zhu Zhuqing's claws suddenly paused for an instant. Thanks to that brief opening, Dai Mubai managed to activate his first soul skill, White Tiger Protective Barrier.
A white barrier appeared around Dai Mubai, enveloping him. But a soul skill of the Defense System alone could not stop a Netherworld Shattering Claw enhanced by Dark Night Descent.
Bang!
The deadlock lasted less than a second before the strike sent Dai Mubai flying like a cannonball, slamming him into a corner of the Rose Hotel's wall with unstoppable force.
"That's impossible!"
"That's impossible!"
Tang San's incredulous cry and Dai Mubai's hoarse voice, as he clutched his chest, rang out almost simultaneously.
"Teacher said the limit for a second soul ring was around seven hundred and sixty years. How could anyone have a thousand-year second soul ring?"
Looking at the second, purple soul ring around Zhu Zhuqing, Tang San's pupils contracted sharply. His expression grew uglier as he lowered his head and muttered darkly.
"You're already a rank thirty-five Soul Elder? And how could a mere Nether Civet martial soul defeat my White Tiger martial soul?"
If Dai Mubai remembered correctly, Zhu Zhuqing had only just turned twelve this year. A twelve-year-old Soul Elder, defeating his White Tiger with her Hell Spirit Cat despite a four-rank gap in soul power-he simply could not believe any of it was real.
"The Hell Spirit Cat is a thing of the