Zi Zhenzhu's pupils contracted sharply, and the smile froze on her face. Her fifth Soul Skill was enough to leave an ordinary Soul Emperor helpless, yet this Wood Dragon had scattered it with a single sweep of its tail?
"How... is that possible?"
Behind Zi Zhenzhu, Kuang Dao was even more shocked than she was. He cried out involuntarily, nearly losing his grip on the large saber in his hand.
Su Yu stood atop the Wood Dragon's head, his gaze as indifferent as ever, as though nothing had happened:
"Now, what else do you have?"
His voice was calm, yet carried an oppressive air of looking down from above that left Zi Zhenzhu's chest feeling suffocated.
Looking at the Wood Dragon beneath Su Yu's feet, which had not moved an inch or even suffered a disturbance in its aura, she realized that her strength and his were simply on different levels.
But she was, after all, the leader of the Purple Pearl Pirates. The defiance in her bones would not let her bow her head, and she gritted her teeth:
"Don't get cocky! If you have the ability... take another attack!"
With that, the Soul Power around Zi Zhenzhu surged, her presence growing several times more powerful than before.
The last black Soul Ring beneath her abruptly lit up. Clearly, she was about to use the trump card she had kept at the bottom of her chest.
"Sixth Soul Skill: Ghost Snake Domain!"
As Zi Zhenzhu let out a low roar, the ground shuddered violently.
An enormous purple magic array appeared beneath Su Yu and her, its intricate, eerie patterns flickering with a dim glow.
Deafening hisses rang out simultaneously from the twelve nodes along the array's edge.
Twelve enormous Sea Vipers, each comparable in size to the earlier phantom,