"..."
Just as Xu Cheng's expression darkened and he was about to strike, he suddenly sensed something. The light in his hand gradually faded, and a faint smile secretly curled his lips.
Bang!
Facing Bei Bei's flying charge, Xu Cheng turned sideways and took the blow with his shoulder. Although Red Dust Protection blocked most of the attack, he could not dissipate all its force, and the momentum sent him skidding backward dozens of meters.
Just as I thought!
Bei Bei's heart leaped with joy. Xu Cheng was nothing but an empty shell, relying on a high-grade Soul Tool to protect himself while his own strength was utterly pitiful.
With that thought, he launched another attack.
But the very next moment...
Bei Bei stopped dead in his tracks. Stunned, he looked down at his feet, only to find several ink-black vines firmly binding his ankles, leaving him unable to move.
"Tang Ya!"
He looked up in delight.
The girl who had been lying unconscious in Xu Cheng's arms was now standing beside him, her lovely face full of fury. Thick black vines danced wildly around her.
Beneath her feet, four Soul Rings-purple, purple, purple, and black-slowly rose.
She was already a Soul Ancestor!
Bei Bei's heart ached even more. Looking at Tang Ya in her black robe, with the dark blue silver grass around her growing ever deeper in color, he imagined what had happened since the Evil Soul Masters had taken her away three years ago...
Her sect had already been slaughtered, leaving her as its sole surviving seedling, only for the Evil Soul Masters to...
"Tang Ya, listen to me. This man took advantage of you being unconscious and tried to carry you away to do something indecent. He looked so shifty and rat-faced that I wanted to