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With Zhu Yanfeng, a defensive Soul Master, at the vanguard, more than a dozen high-spirited Soul Douluos followed close behind.
Like an unstoppable torrent of steel, they stormed through the Manor's main gate.
They swept through like a gale scattering ragged clouds, like tigers charging into a flock of sheep. Nothing stood in their way; the Manor's guards could not stop them.
Sturdy walls crumbled before them as though made of paper; exquisite buildings tottered under their assault before collapsing with thunderous crashes, throwing dust into the sky. Their destructive power was staggering.
They advanced like a blade splitting bamboo, fighting their way deep into the Central Courtyard.
Zhu Yanfeng's gaze blazed like a torch. Soul power surged around him, and the Stone Armor Shield in his hand shone with a heavy yellow light.
With a mighty shout, he charged toward the defensive line like a tiger descending a mountain, smashing it open in an instant.
Just then, Ling Yunxiao's piercing cry split the air. "Big Brother Yan Feng, move aside!"
Before his words had faded, his blue-robed figure blurred into an afterimage and flashed across the space between heaven and earth, too fast for the eye to follow.
In an instant, a wolf's howl rang out between heaven and earth.
Then a dark azure hurricane thundered down from the highest heavens, carrying razor-sharp wind blades as it swept forward with the force to crush mountains and split stone.
Every blue brick within a hundred-meter radius was ripped up by the raging hurricane and sent whirling wildly through the air.
Before that savage hurricane, the armored guard Soul Masters were like withered leaves caught in an autumn wind, utterly powerless to fight back.
Their armor was shredded by the hurricane. Fragments and