"Teacher Zhao!"
Along with the shout came an explosion behind them, followed by the thunderous crash of a falling boulder.
"The passage behind us has been sealed off!"
The other members of the Wind Wolf Squad had already summoned their Martial Souls and followed Bai Feng in attacking the pit Zhao Wuji had fallen into.
Tang San and the others instinctively moved to follow them in, but the Wind Wolf Squad's Soul Grandmaster blocked their way.
"What are you doing?!" Tang San demanded sharply.
"What are we doing?" The Soul Grandmaster chuckled. "Keeping every last one of you here, of course!"
"Tang San, look after them!" Zhao Wuji had also realized what was happening. His voice came from inside the pit as he raised a Soul Power shield and tried to leap out, only for the combined attacks of the Wind Wolf Squad to smash him back down.
"The rest of you, follow Tang San's commands! I'll be out in a moment!"
"Heh. We sacrificed so many lives just to lure you in. If you want to leave, only your corpse will be leaving." Bai Feng's voice carried a frostlike chill.
"Fifth Soul Skill: Hurricane!"
As his fifth, purple Soul Ring flashed, the Wind Wolf behind him threw back its head and howled, blowing a swirling storm from its mouth.
After expanding in midair, it plunged straight into the pit.
"Roar!" Zhao Wuji bellowed.
But the hurricane swept up his voice, sending echoes reverberating through the pit. The other four members of the Wind Wolf Squad kept scattering a special white powder into the hurricane.
It was a poison that could corrode Soul Power. The shield formed by the Great Strength Vajra Bear's first Soul Skill, Immovable Bright King Body, teetered on the brink of collapse in the wind.
"Fuck!