Hu Liena and Yan were also startled by Wang Xiaoming's bold move.
How dare he directly attack a Titled Douluo?
Wang Xiaoming had no time to pay attention to the two men's shock. He looked at the cloaked figure and said sarcastically, "You really are a fake."
"Which software did you use to piece together this Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring? Did you use some kind of cheap, low-quality tool?"
"You might be able to fool some naive guys, but you can't pull off this act today."
At first, this guy's Soul Ring really intimidated him.
However, after the initial test, the light projectile that passed through the Soul Ring actually produced some fluctuations?
This is not a reaction that a Soul Ring would normally produce.
A pure Soul Ring cannot be touched by external objects.
Unless, of course, they were disguised with some external force, or these Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring were 'forced' to be created using special methods.
As it turned out, Wang Xiaoming's guess was correct.
After being exposed, the guy's face darkened.
Originally, after meeting the Holy Maiden of the Spirit Hall, he planned to use these Soul Ring to intimidate her, making her willingly grovel at his feet and beg for mercy...
It's all that damn kid's fault!
If it weren't for him, how could his puppet have remained out of control until now?
It was as if God had sent him specifically to oppose him.
"Heh... kid, you're asking for it!"
The cloaked figure revealed a cruel smile.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoming felt utterly miserable.
He already had a plan in mind for how to torture the guy who ruined his plans.
He raised his hand and aimed it at Wang Xiaoming, a ball of blood-red light condensing in his palm.
" Third Soul Skill, Blood Demon Flying Assault!"
A blood-red ghostly shadow instantly materialized in his hand and flew towards Wang Xiaoming.
"Damn it... get out of the way!" Hu Liena cursed under her breath.
If Xie Yue were here, they wouldn't be afraid of this Soul Saint if they used their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
She could only watch helplessly as the attack flew towards Wang Xiaoming.
At this moment, Wang Xiaoming's hand was already on the Ride Booker.
Bang!!
The crimson Soul Power exploded into a ball, transforming into crimson mist that instantly rose into the air.
Hu Liena even turned her head away, unable to bear watching any longer.
How could an ordinary Soul Elder possibly survive such an attack?
Even Wang Dong'er behind him...
"Serves you right."
The cloaked figure looked at his 'masterpiece' with pride.
He was about to burst into laughter.
But... a mechanical voice suddenly came from within the thick fog.
[ Kamen Ride - Decade!]
As a streak of magenta light appeared, the thick, blood-red fog was instantly shattered.
Upon hearing the sound, Hu Liena looked over in disbelief.
Wang Xiaoming had already disappeared.
Only a Knight remained, along with Wang Dong'er, who was tightly protected behind him and showed no sign of tension.
"You, how is this possible?!"
The cloaked figures began to doubt themselves.
This is a strike from Soul Saint enhanced to the level of 100,000 years!
How could this guy be completely unharmed?!
Wang Xiaoming chuckled at this.
It's just a transformation into an invincible frame.
How could a mere Fallen Soul Master possibly understand this kind of technique?
There are many things you don't know, but unfortunately, you won't see tomorrow's sun.
"Little did you know, evil cannot prevail over good. Since you dare to show your face here today, you must be prepared to die."
Wang Xiaoming pointed his sword at the distance.
Hu Liena and Yan also took the opportunity to come to Wang Xiaoming's side.
The fighting power this guy unleashed surprised them.
Maybe... they really might survive!
But after a brief moment of surprise, the cloaked figure also wore a mocking smile.
"I admit you did surprise me a bit... but that doesn't mean you can survive against me!"
The cloaked man's aura surged, unleashing the oppressive power of Soul Saint.
"Of course... don't even think about asking anyone else for help."
"Whether it's those good-for-nothings outside or the people inside this great hall behind me."
Tonight, you only have two paths.
"Become Fallen Soul Master, or become food..."
"How interesting it would be if the Pope's disciple became Fallen Soul Master!"
From beginning to end, his only targets were Hu Liena and the people from the Spirit Hall!
The Fallen Soul Saint's lips curled slightly, and the swarm of bats in the sky all let out a shrill cry.
Make the invisible wall around us even stronger.
Tonight, not a single word will escape from here.
Wang Xiaoming's gaze toward the Fallen Soul Saint began to sharpen.
It looks like I need to be more serious tonight.
With a wave of his hand, the Fallen Soul Saint sent several bats swooping down from the sky.
They pounced straight onto the corpses of the Spirit Hall guards on the ground, turning into a blood-red mist that seeped into the bodies of the two men, causing them to convulse violently.
Hu Liena's ears twitched, and she quickly turned around alertly!
The cloaked figure chuckled sinisterly, seemingly finding great satisfaction in transforming the dead into this state in front of these fellows.
Black and red Soul Power overflowed from the seven orifices of the two men, their joints cracked, and their gray-red eyes suddenly opened.
"The methods of Fallen Soul Master... they even use them on the dead..."
Hu Liena's expression changed.
If that's the case, how many Soul Master on the mainland could withstand such methods?
Yan muttered disdainfully, "They don't even spare corpses, how disgusting."
The two corpse guards staggered to their feet and pounced on Hu Liena and the others in the next moment.
Their movements were somewhat stiff at first, but they quickly adapted to their new bodies, their fingertips gleaming with a dark reddish-brown sheen.
That was precisely the ability that the Fallen Soul Saint was so proud of; it carried an infectious Soul Power.
The goal is to turn them all into Fallen Soul Master!
"Don't let them touch you!"
Hu Liena let out a low shout, her Demon Fox Martial Soul possession activated, and she retreated rapidly.
Yan's fists ignited with flames as he met a corpse head-on, smashing it back with a loud bang.
Despite its caved-in chest, the corpse rose as if nothing had happened, even managing a horrifying smile.
"Holy Maiden... Your Highness... Come quickly... Join us..."
Wang Xiaoming glanced behind him but didn't see any sign of panic.
" Dong'er, stay behind me and don't move, watch out for those bats... Hu Liena, hang in there."
Wang Dong'er remained calm and gave a soft "hmm".
We're alright!
Hu Liena kicked the Fallen Soul Master away. Those guys were only level ten or so, and their power-ups weren't that fast, so dealing with them wasn't too troublesome for her.
However, bats would occasionally swoop down and harass them, making it difficult for them to escape.
The Fallen Soul Saint sneered.
"You have time to worry about others? None of you are getting away tonight!"