He wanted these people dead! If they did not die, it felt as though a stone were lodged in his chest, leaving him unable to breathe!
But Zhao Wuji had already made it clear that they had a Titled Douluo behind them. He could not take revenge.
That pent-up anger caught in his chest, swelling until he almost burst, yet remained firmly lodged there, unable to move up or down.
Zhao Wuji withdrew his voice transmission and looked at Dugu Yan, softening his tone somewhat. "Since you won't leave, we will."
"Did I say you could leave?"
A voice came from the side, its tone mild yet carrying an unquestionable pressure.
At the sound of that voice, Zhao Wuji abruptly stiffened.
It sounded somewhat familiar.
Extremely familiar.
"Jiang Che!"
"Jiang Che!"
"Jiang Che!"
Everyone immediately grew excited when they saw that it was Jiang Che.
At that moment, Jiang Che held the leg of some unidentified soul beast, and his mouth shone with grease. He had clearly just been stuffing his face!
Jiang Che looked at everyone with some suspicion.
Wait, what?
What's with those looks?
Don't tell me you think I can beat a Soul Saint?
Fuck! Are you kidding me?!
"I admit I'm very strong! But not so strong that I, a Soul Elder, can pin a Soul Saint to the ground and pound him!"
Still, Jiang Che was confident that his current strength could suppress Zhao Wuji for one minute without Martial Soul Possession!
That was right! Jiang Che was that confident.
Of course, once he activated his martial soul, that would be another matter.
Still, Jiang Che had his own backing. He had brought Meng Duo along this time.
Of course, Meng Duo alone could pose no threat to Zhao Wuji.
There were also people Qian