Di Qiu'er's golden hair fluttered in the wind, and a hint of impatience flashed in her crimson eyes.
"By force?" She tilted her head slightly, a dangerous smile playing on her lips. "Just the four of you?"
Even if I don't cooperate, it seems like you can't do anything about it.
The gray-clad leader's expression darkened, and he slightly raised the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, the air distorting under the pressure of Soul Power.
"Sir, we have no intention of offending you, but the person we are looking for is of great importance. Please cooperate with us and tell us your name, information, and what your Martial Soul is."
"When did the people of the Clear Sky Sect become so nosy?"
An unfamiliar voice suddenly broke in, causing the four men in gray to pause in surprise. Their gazes then fell on Toji, who had approached them at some unknown time.
He simply put his hands in his pockets, lazily yawned, and neither flinched nor avoided the gray-clad man's gaze.
"What's wrong? I just said something, I'm not some great beauty, why are you all staring at me?"
The gray-clad leader's gaze turned cold. "And who is this?"
"Just passing by." Toji grinned. "Just consider me an onlooker."
The man in gray frowned slightly. He could sense that this seemingly lazy and ordinary young man exuded an extremely dangerous aura.
Despite his great curiosity, the other person showed no signs of Soul Power fluctuations whatsoever, appearing just like an ordinary person without any Soul Power.
But right now, the more important thing is to confirm this woman's identity.
Those golden hair and red eyes were too similar to the transformed form of the Emperor Auspicious Beast that their sect leader had described!
"Those who want to watch the show, go away." The other men in gray were even more impatient. Years of meticulous searching had yielded no clues, and they were also filled with anger.
"An ordinary person without Soul Power dares to come and watch the show? Be careful, or you might lose your life."
"Oh, is it that scary?" Toji looked frightened, but then added, "By the way, I've been watching you for a while now. You're here to find someone, right? Could you tell me what kind of person you're looking for? I'm a local, and I'm very well-informed!"
"You're not even Soul Master, so where did you get all this information?"
The man in gray scoffed disdainfully, but was interrupted by the leader of the gray-clad men.
"We are looking for two people, a man and a woman. The woman is very beautiful, with blonde hair and red eyes, Martial Soul is similar to Golden Dragon. The man is Soul Master, exceptionally talented, a prodigy."
"Well, do you remember me?"
After successfully extracting information, Toji's brows furrowed slightly.
The situation is not looking good.
Tang San possessed far more information than he had anticipated.
Although I don't know him very well, I know Di Qiu'er all too well.
In other words, finding him isn't the main point; the main point is finding Di Qiu'er?
What do you want with them?
"This is none of your business," the man in gray immediately said. "Our boss is asking you a question. Do you remember him?"
"No."
"If you don't have one, get out of the way." The man in gray shoved Toji sharply. "Don't get in my way."
They controlled their strength well, after all, they were genuinely afraid of accidentally killing this ordinary person.
She Toji pretended to be innocent, as if she had been pushed to the ground by them.
"I have legs, I can walk by myself, I don't need you to push me!"
The four men in gray ignored Toji Er's farce and instead looked at Di Qiu'er with great vigilance.
"Sir, please cooperate with us, state your name, and demonstrate your Martial Soul!"
Di Qiu'er fell silent, her gaze shifting to Toji behind them, her eyes seemingly asking whether they should make their move.
She was clearly aware of the seriousness of the problem.
If we just kill them to cover it up, won't the Clear Sky Sect discover some clues...?
However, Toji hesitated for only a second before slightly opening her mouth and making the shapes.
kill!
Di Qiu'er's pupils contracted slightly, and she began to stretch her body in front of the gray-clad man.
"What are you doing?!" The gray-clad leader gestured with his right hand, and his three companions behind him spread out in a fan shape, subtly forming an encirclement.
"I'm warning you one last time: state your name and reveal your Martial Soul!"
Di Qiu'er suddenly laughed, a laugh that was breathtakingly beautiful, yet carried a chilling coldness:
"Of course, what is my Martial Soul...?"
"I'll show you now."
Before Di Qiu'er could finish speaking, a suffocating pressure suddenly erupted. Her long golden hair moved without wind, and her crimson pupils instantly transformed into the vertical pupils unique to dragons. Fine golden scales appeared on the surface of the panel.
"Roar--"
A dragon's roar erupted from the depths of her throat, causing the air to tremble, and seven jet-black Soul Ring rose and spiraled from beneath her feet.
"Seven... seven ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?!" The gray-clad leader's pupils constricted, and he nearly dropped the Clear Sky Hammer from his hand. "This is impossible!"
"Wait, isn't this the owner of the Golden Dragon Martial Soul we've been looking for?!"
The other men in gray immediately realized what was happening and shouted.
However, in the next second, the gray-clad man at the very back was suddenly struck by a heavy punch, which landed hard on his back.
The terrifying force caused his eyes to bulge out, his entire back was smashed to pieces, and his figure flew forward with a whoosh, crashing into three large trees before barely coming to a stop.
When his body finally came to a complete stop, his back was a bloody mess, all the bones inside were broken, leaving only a fist-sized hole.
Unbelievable.
A powerful Soul Saint was killed with a single punch?
"What?!"
The people in gray turned around and saw that the person, who in their eyes was just Toji ordinary person without Soul Power, had returned.
He swung his fist at one of them again and slammed it down hard.
"Bang!"
Toji's fist pierced through the second gray-clad man's skull without any resistance, like smashing a ripe watermelon, with flesh and bone fragments exploding like fireworks.
The red and white mixture splattered radially onto the surrounding tree trunks. The headless corpse remained frozen in the hammer-gripping posture for two seconds before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
"The second one."
Toji flicked his wrist, and drops of blood dripped from his fingertips. The lazy smile remained on his lips, but his eyes were like those of a predator eyeing its prey.
The remaining two gray-clad men instantly retreated more than ten meters, their Soul Ring flashing wildly on their Clear Sky Hammer.
The Seventh Soul Ring on both of them suddenly lit up:
" Clear Sky True Body!"
The phantom of a three-meter-tall giant hammer enveloped his entire body. The two gray-clad men's eyes sharpened, and without further ado, the Clear Sky Hammer slammed down towards Toji's position.
"Boom!!!"
The terrifying shockwave spread instantly, the ground churned like ocean waves, and a trench tens of meters long was torn open.
However, Toji was no longer in his original position, and he easily dodged the attack.
Toji tilted his neck, and his bones cracked like popping beans.
"The rest is up to you."
The two men in gray were startled. A cold voice came from behind them:
"Weren't you looking for me? Congratulations, you found me."
The gray-clad man's pupils contracted sharply. Before he could even turn around, a slender hand gently pressed against the back of his neck.