Looking toward the voice, Lu Qian saw a black-clad figure slowly come into view.
With him was Zhu Zhuqing, dangling from his hand, her fate unknown!
Seeing Zhu Zhuqing in such a bad state, Lu Qian's fury instantly reached its limit, and his expression turned frighteningly cold.
But Lu Qian did not know how powerful the enemy before him was, and he had just consumed most of his Soul Power. Rather than act rashly, he suppressed his anger and said:
"May I ask who you are, and why you've kidnapped my friend?"
"Hahaha, relax. She's not dead yet."
The man in black seemed to notice how worried Lu Qian was about Zhu Zhuqing and teased him.
Then he casually tossed Zhu Zhuqing aside like a scrap of rag and continued:
"She doesn't even count as my target. I came here for just one person."
As he spoke, the man in black fixed his gaze entirely on Lu Qian.
"Me?"
"Hehe, clever. And I have to say, you really surprised me. My task was originally just to keep watch over them, but to think a mere Soul Elder like you could wipe out such a large bunch of trash."
Though the man in black called them trash, there had been more than a dozen Soul Elders and Soul Ancestors, and their leader in particular had been a genuine Soul King.
Lu Qian was merely a lowly Soul Elder, yet he had killed them all. It was hard not to take an interest in his true strength.
Lu Qian had considered the possibility that there might be an even stronger enemy beyond those dozen or so attackers. Otherwise, he would not have told Zhu Zhuqing to flee toward Suotuo City.
But the appearance of this man in black still caught Lu Qian