That individual martial prowess could reach such a level simply overturned everything they knew.
Meng Shenji, Bai Baoshan, and Zhi Lin all had hopes of becoming Titled Douluos, and all three were knowledgeable and experienced. They had witnessed the might of Titled Douluos, but none of them could do what Link had done.
Prince Xue Xing had brought no small number of Soul Douluos-a full double-digit contingent-yet against Link, they had not even had a chance to attack.
Certainly, part of that was because these men had underestimated him.
But Link's control Soul Skill was simply far too unreasonable.
A Four-Ring Soul Ancestor's control Soul Skill, and even Eight-Ring Soul Douluos could not break free. Did that make any sense?
"Sure!"
Link still wore a smile.
As though he were not the one who had slaughtered nearly a hundred people in mere moments!
"But mistakes always come at a price!"
"Prince Xue Xing, why don't you go back and tell Xue Ye to abdicate?"
"If he can't distinguish right from wrong, he shouldn't keep sitting on that throne!"
"When you're old and muddleheaded, you should admit your age!"
"What do you think?"
Link looked at Prince Xue Xing with smiling eyes, but his words made the prince feel as though he had plunged into an ice cellar.
Yet his life and death were in Link's hands. However unwilling Prince Xue Xing might be, he could only obediently agree.
"Rest assured. Once I return, I'll certainly explain things to His Majesty!"
"No, not explain!"
Link exhaled a stale breath. "You have to make it happen!"
"You see, I'm young, hotheaded, and not very patient!"
"If I don't hear satisfactory news tomorrow, I'll pay the palace a visit myself!"
"I hear the palace has treasures. I wonder if that's true?"
"Perhaps I