Seemingly disdaining to speak to Yu Xiaogang at all, Lu Yun directed his final words at Tang San.
Looking at Lu Yun's smile, Tang San felt as though a thunderbolt had fallen from the sky and struck straight into his heart.
Seeing Tang San's shocked expression, and furious that he had dared use a hidden weapon on his precious grandson, Lu Yun cared nothing for an old man's dignity.
Instead, he pressed his advantage, determined to wreck the boy's composure. "Finding it hard to believe? That's all right. To borrow your own words, facts speak louder than eloquence~
"Since your first Soul Ring came from a Mandala Snake with four hundred years of cultivation, you must have gained a pretty good Soul Skill or additional effect? Let me guess: the Mandala Snake's toughness, and perhaps its poison too?
"As for the Soul Skill, it couldn't be that most worthless one, Entanglement, could it?
"Oh? Judging by your expression, I got it right again?"
He actually got every single thing right?!
But why would he call Entanglement the most worthless Soul Skill? I already tested it on the Soul Beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest. Even hundred-year Soul Beasts struggled to break free of my Blue Silver Entanglement in a short time!
Faced with Lu Yun's prophet-like accuracy, Tang San felt an immense panic lingering in his heart, to the point that he scarcely dared listen to what the man would say next.
Because he had a premonition that hearing it might shatter his defenses!
Fortunately, someone else's defenses had already shattered ahead of his~
The scars on Yu Xiaogang's face twisted more violently than ever before. His eyes bloodshot, he panted like a maddened bull and roared, "You old bastard, you're talking nonsense! What outdated information? I've never heard of