"Just in time!"
Chen Ping tightened his grip on the Nine-Turn Soul Transformation Device. All five Milk Bottle slots on it were now loaded with Class Seven Milk Bottles, any one of which could sell for several hundred thousand outside!
Yes, he had gone even further than Dai Huabin had before. Since he did not have the soul power of a Seven-Ring Soul Sage within him, he would rely on external power to keep himself supplied with soul power that only a Seven-Ring Soul Sage could possess.
Until the soul power in those five Class Seven Milk Bottles ran dry, he could maintain his current Martial Soul Avatar mode.
Perhaps his meridians would be damaged afterward by the soul power turbulence constantly coursing through them, but he was fighting for his life. Who had time to care about that?
In an instant, the Jade Scorpion Staff in Chen Ping's hands transformed into the Star Nodule Club. After the first soul ring beneath his feet flashed, he swung another heavy blow at the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff descending from the sky!
"Boom!"
Their battle was practically synonymous with destruction. With that explosive crash, Chen Ping was slapped straight back to the ground, driven beneath its surface like a nail.
The Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff's enormous body only rose slightly, golden light flashing all over it. The club had struck its hideous face squarely, knocking its nose crooked and deforming it.
But with its domination domain active, what could the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff feel from that?
Its massive body landed, and its forepaws slammed down again. Though it had not leaped to lend force to the blow this time, the impact of its forepaws against the ground forcibly blasted Chen Ping out from where he had been driven underground. Its fang-filled maw opened, snapping