Ma Hongjun let out a roar.
In an instant, four mighty, distinct forces converged like a whirlwind, bearing straight down on Ma Hongjun.
Their pressure descended like mountains, distorting the surrounding space.
This sudden turn of events made the ministers present pale, their terror plain on their faces.
"These are the empire's four greatest fighters! Every one of them is a level 89 Soul Douluo, just one step away from becoming a Titled Douluo!"
"This brat is as good as dead. Even with seven Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings, he couldn't possibly withstand an assault from four top-tier Soul Douluos!"
"With all four Soul Douluos joining forces, even a Titled Douluo would have to give them a wide berth. This brat probably won't escape his doom today."
"Is all this really worth it for one woman?"
Before their words had even faded, a murderous atmosphere had already filled the air.
Suddenly, the four Soul Douluos' furious roars thundered out.
"Anyone who dares offend our Star Luo Empire shall die!"
With that heart-shaking shout, the four Soul Douluos appeared behind Ma Hongjun like ghosts.
Each released his soul rings and martial soul, their imposing auras towering like four majestic mountains.
Just as the ministers had said, every Soul Douluo had reached the peak of level eighty-nine.
Their soul ring configurations were all yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, gleaming with a heart-pounding light.
Their martial souls were each distinctive and extraordinarily powerful.
Eight Extremes Blade: its edge burst through the air like a dragon, carrying the momentum to destroy everything;
Blood Demon Gray Wolf: his fur bristled ominously, bloodthirsty light flashing in his eyes as though he would tear his prey apart;
Demon Soul Spear: its tip danced like a phantom, carrying an uncanny power that was impossible to