The Ice Phoenix was remarkably distinct, almost as if it had a physical body. With bright eyes and long tail feathers, it looked breathtaking.
In a corner of the spectator stands.
Watching the scene before him, Grandmaster curled his lips into a mocking smile and gloated, "A Martial Soul Fusion Skill unleashed by two level 40 Soul Masters working together is no less powerful than the sixth Soul Skill of a level sixty Soul Master."
"That little bastard Xiao Yan may have an ultimate fire Martial Soul, but his Soul Power level is only fifty. I doubt he can withstand it."
"I said long ago that those who take an extreme, single-attribute cultivation path will often suffer defeat in the blink of an eye once they encounter an opponent who counters them."
"Water Condensation Flying Luan-the Ice Phoenix is a supreme Beast Martial Soul on par with the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon. Xiao Yan, you little bastard, prepare to taste defeat."
"This is the price you must pay for refusing to become my disciple."
Having said his piece, Grandmaster's stiff face showed a rare trace of delight. His grin nearly stretched all the way to his ears.
His gaze sharpening slightly, Xiao Yan glanced at the Ice Phoenix in midair, then turned to the others. "Everyone except Lingling, get off the Soul Fighting Stage."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Yan slowly opened his right hand. An ethereal azure flame sprang to life in his palm with a soft whoosh.
With the appearance of the Green Lotus Core Flame, the temperature throughout the Great Soul Arena suddenly rose sharply. The light of the flames shone over the spectators' dumbstruck faces, making them look especially comical.
"Lingling, heal the opposing team. Full strength. Hurry," Xiao Yan urged in a low