Tang San fell into despair. The Mysterious Heaven Skill he took such pride in had actually stopped circulating at this moment. Even his spiritual power was confined within his body. He was like a toddler being dragged around at someone else's whim.
"Third Brother."
Xiao Wu's despairing voice rang out from the Blue Tyrant Academy spectator stands. She wanted to rescue him, but she could not move an inch. Suddenly, all the medicinal power of the immortal herb erupted at once. She stirred the soul beast bloodline within her, relentlessly battering against Qian Daoliu's soul power suppression.
At that moment, Xiao Wu had completely forgotten that she was a soul beast and needed to conceal her aura. What she wanted more than anything now was to save Tang San.
"Hm?"
Qian Daoliu looked toward Xiao Wu with curiosity. A blazing light shone in his eyes, as though he had discovered a treasure.
As a level-99 Limit Douluo, killing an ordinary hundred-thousand-year soul beast was exceedingly easy for him. But he had reached an agreement with the leader of the soul beasts.
He would not casually violate that agreement, but when a hundred-thousand-year soul beast delivered herself right to his doorstep, why refuse a free prize?
Xiao Wu had been rooted in place when she suddenly felt the pressure on her entire body vanish. Yet just as she tried to rush toward Tang San, a powerful pulling force dragged her into the sky.
"Hahaha! A hundred-thousand-year soul beast! I'll lock you up first."
Qian Daoliu was overjoyed, his smile becoming extraordinarily animated.
Hm?
Everyone looked at Xiao Wu in shock.
The Titled Douluos all turned their gazes toward her in unison. What they saw was no small matter.
"She really is a hundred-thousand-year soul beast!"
A burning light appeared in the