During all this, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong had considered using their Martial Soul Fusion Skill to buy some time, but the six enemies kept them hopelessly entangled.
They had absolutely no chance to get close to each other!
Below them, the two Soul Saints flew upward, dragging Gu Qingnian along in the cross-shaped chains that bound him.
"Retreat at full speed! Forget those two students!" Leaving that swift command behind, they fled into the distance.
The four Soul Kings and two Soul Emperors rejoiced at the order. The black flames on the broadsword of the Soul Emperor attacking Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong suddenly blazed brighter, and he unleashed his Soul Skill even faster.
Forcing their exhausted, aching bodies to move, Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong decisively withdrew their Soul Power at the same time. Their martial souls vanished, their Soul Tools disappeared, and both plummeted.
How could that Soul Emperor simply let the prey already in his grasp escape? He roared, "Cleave!" and brought his broadsword crashing down.
In an instant, the black afterimage on his broadsword split in two amid the blazing flames, each half hurtling toward one of them. The moment he launched the attacks, the Soul Emperor decisively put away his broadsword and sprinted after the other Soul Emperor and Soul Kings toward the two Soul Saints.
Watching the two attacks approach, feeling their terrifying aura and the looming touch of death, Huo Yuhao gave a relaxed smile.
Wang Dong seemed to be murmuring something. From the movement of her lips, it appeared to be "Gu Qingnian."
Neither had any strength left. Bei Bei and the other two looked grim as they raced toward them, their eyes fixed on the falling pair.
Yet at that moment, no one noticed the exceedingly faint glimmer gathering on