Unfortunately, Qian Chongling was merely griping about the damned system's baffling antics.
But in Tang Xuanwei's eyes, Qian Chongling had been scared witless by her four soul rings.
It was the same expression those villagers had worn when they saw her two soul rings, back when she returned to that small village and burned it to the ground.
"Die to your idol's favorite soul skill! Blue Silver Grass Entanglement!"
Tang Xuanwei spoke coolly.
Five thick, blue-black vines came whistling out, slicing sharply through the air. In an instant, they tightly bound Qian Chongling's limbs and neck.
Seeing her attack succeed, Tang Xuanwei actually revealed a cruel smile on her pretty face.
Under Tang Xuanwei's control, the blue silver vines binding Qian Chongling's limbs and neck simultaneously pulled in five different directions.
It looked exactly like the torture known as being torn apart by five horses!
When Tang Xuanwei had possessed three soul rings, she had captured a feline soul beast over five hundred years old and bound its limbs with Blue Silver Grass's Entanglement soul skill.
Then she had pulled in four different directions at once. The result spoke for itself.
From that experiment, Tang Xuanwei had roughly determined that Blue Silver Grass had enough pulling force to tear a Soul Grandmaster's limbs clean off.
Riiip!
Riiip!
Sure enough, that tearing sound Tang Xuanwei could never get enough of reached her ears again.
Yet, strangely, she heard no screams from the man in black.
"So that's how you kill people. No wonder the local Spirit Hall deacon couldn't find any useful clues."
Just as Tang Xuanwei was brimming with confidence, Qian Chongling's calm, indifferent voice dragged her out of her fantasies and back to reality.
"How is that possible?"
Under Tang Xuanwei's shocked gaze, Qian Chongling calmly and cleanly tore