"Who are you?" Xiao Wu suddenly sprang up from her bed. A cold gleam blazed in her eyes as she raised her soul power to its peak, keeping a wary guard.
"Don't struggle in vain. I've sealed your room with my soul power. No sound can escape. Of course, even if it could, no one would be able to save you." A faint, elusive aura locked onto Xiao Wu.
"Who... exactly are you?" Xiao Wu clearly felt the pressure bearing down from the space around her. Her face had turned deathly pale, and her eyes flickered with an intense red light.
Despair crept into Xiao Wu's eyes. She knew perfectly well that anyone capable of seeing through her identity as a soul beast had to be at least a Soul Douluo. Yet the aura of this person hidden in the darkness seemed even stronger than that of Poison Douluo Dugu Bo, whom she had encountered at Heaven Dou Royal Academy.
In other words, the person hiding in the darkness was a Titled Douluo.
With her soul power only just reaching level 40, Xiao Wu had no chance of escaping a Titled Douluo on her own. Was she destined to become someone else's soul ring and soul bone?
No, Xiao Wu refused to accept it. She had not yet married her beloved Brother San.
"Come out!" Xiao Wu shouted grimly. At the same time, she immediately completed her Martial Soul Possession. Three soul rings pulsed up and down around her body, shimmering with dazzling light.
A fierce wind swept past, and a black figure entered through the window. Moonlight streamed through the open window into the room, allowing Xiao Wu to see the newcomer's appearance.
He was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his fifties, tall and powerfully built.