The Holy Spirit Elder let out an angry roar and simultaneously unleashed his First and Third Soul Skills. His hands, transformed into bone claws, grew larger once more and grabbed at Tang Wulin.
Tang Wulin pushed off the ground with his toes and leaped high, evading the strike. After nimbly spinning in midair, he drove his spear down like a soaring dragon.
The Holy Spirit Elder was startled and hurriedly raised both hands before his chest, attempting to block the Golden Dragon Spear.
Clang!
The Golden Dragon Spear collided with the Holy Spirit Elder's Martial Soul Avatar. It failed to break through immediately, but it still created a crack on its surface.
No expression could be seen on the face of the Giant Skeleton the Holy Spirit Elder had become, but the surrounding Holy Spirit Disciples all turned pale.
This was a Martial Soul Avatar, the core representation of the Holy Spirit Elder's power. It was not something just anyone could easily damage.
The fact that Tang Wulin could do this already proved his strength. He was simply not someone minnows like them could casually challenge.
They shifted their gazes to Gongyang Mo at the side, their expressions turning vicious.
This guy was clearly a support type Soul Master. Though the six soul rings around him looked intimidating, he could not possibly be harder to deal with than Tang Wulin, right?
Noticing their attention, Gongyang Mo smiled faintly. The final black soul ring that had remained unlit finally began to shine.
A streak of multicolored light shot out in an instant and struck Tang Wulin in midair. A massive dragon roar resounded through the Holy Spirit Sect Branch, and Tang Wulin's aura rose to a terrifying level.
Gongyang Mo's sixth soul skill, Berserk. At the cost of becoming weakened for