The purple dragon claw shone brilliantly, tearing through space with a roaring crackle.
Li Mingzhu had timed his strike beautifully. Spatial soul power coated the dragon claw, forming five blades of claw-shaped energy that slammed into the Fire-Scaled Python's vital point.
Thanks to his first soul skill, Void Space Claw, which ignored defenses, the scales the Fire-Scaled Python normally prided itself on proved as fragile as tofu. Its nine-meter body was severed into six pieces.
But python-type soul beasts possessed tenacious vitality. Even in death, they refused to lie still, their broken remains writhing unconsciously on the ground.
Dugu Yan, her green eyes squeezed shut, heard the Fire-Scaled Python's hiss, and a spark of hope rekindled in her heart.
No one willingly accepted the fate of death, and Dugu Yan was no exception. She hurriedly propped up her weakened body and cautiously opened her eyes.
Dugu Yan's mind went blank. The sight before her left her dazed.
The vicious soul beast that had pursued her for so long had become several bloody chunks of flesh right before her eyes.
Her savior was neither the instructor nor Grandpa she had long hoped would come, but an imposing young man!
The handsome young man stood beside the python's remains, his attention fixed entirely on its head. He seemed deeply interested in its gaping, bloodstained maw as it opened and closed.
Only when a pale yellow soul ring floated out of its head did the young man shift his gaze away.
Seeing the purple-gold scales slowly recede from the dragon claw on his right hand, Dugu Yan quietly relaxed. At least this showed that he would not attack again.
Soul masters killing other soul masters during soul hunting was hardly uncommon. She had no desire to escape a tiger's den only to enter