While Li Jinghua and Clark Rahman Khan were locked in fierce combat, the fighting between the other soul masters and the Wolf Bandits also reached a fever pitch.
The heavy stench of blood and surging soul power permeated this part of the Misty Forest. Even the surrounding woods trembled under the force of the battle.
On one part of the battlefield, Zhang Feng was surrounded by several Wolf Bandits.
His clothes were stained red with blood, and he had wounds all over his body, but his gaze remained resolute.
His martial soul was an enormous sword of light. Each swing unleashed a fierce beam of sword light, driving back the Wolf Bandits that lunged at him.
Yet the Wolf Bandits were tireless, charging at him wave after wave, and Zhang Feng gradually found his strength failing him.
Suddenly, a Wolf Bandit attacked from behind. Its sharp claws and fangs tore through Zhang Feng's defenses and sank deep into his back.
Zhang Feng screamed in agony and staggered forward several steps, nearly falling.
Enduring the excruciating pain, he turned and swung his sword, cleaving that Wolf Bandit in two.
But that strike exhausted the last of his strength. He fell to his knees, blood pouring from his wounds and staining the ground beneath him red.
Elsewhere, Feng Min was locked in fierce combat with a powerfully built Soul Emperor-level Wolf Bandits Chief.
Although Feng Min was a woman, her combat strength was not the least bit inferior to that of male soul masters.
Her martial soul was the Hunting Wind Leopard. Every dodge was perfectly timed, while her sharp claws struck like lightning at the Wolf Bandits Chief's vital points.
However, the Wolf Bandits Chief had thick skin, tough flesh, and astonishing defenses. Feng Min's attacks struggled to inflict any meaningful