An Unexpected Turn (3)

"You fool who doesn't know what's good for him!"

Upon seeing Yu Luomian and the others' purpose, Yue Guan and Gui Mei both sneered.

This was clearly suicidal. Although the Pope was currently fighting Chen Xin and his companion, taking care of the seven of them would be no problem for him.

Their Martial Soul Fusion Skill could suppress Gui Mei and Yue Guan, but it was no match for Bibi Dong.

However, Yue Guan and Gui Mei dared not let Yu Luomian and the others get close to Wang Feng. If something happened, the consequences would be something they could not afford, and it was not something they wanted to see.

The two blocked Yu Luomian's path, leaving them no choice but to force their way in.

Two battlefields, Soul Skill flying everywhere, the fierce battle obliterates everything around, the earth cracks open, revealing several terrifying fissures.

Yu Luomian and the others eventually ran out of Soul Power, and four of them were killed, leaving only three seriously injured who managed to escape. But how could Yue Guan and Gui Mei let them get away!

On the other side, the battle between Bibi Dong and Chen Xin was finally coming to a conclusion. In the end, Bibi Dong prevailed, overwhelming the two and forcing them to distance themselves from Wang Feng.

Yu Yuanzhen frowned deeply, his face extremely gloomy. As he watched Wang Feng getting further and further away, he felt that if he missed this opportunity, there would be no chance to kill Wang Feng again!

Just then, Chen Xin erupted again.

"Ninth Soul Skill, God-Demon Dual Slash!"

With a slight flick of his sword, the tip of Chen Xin pointed to the sky, creating a huge gash in the sky, as if he had cleaved it open with a single strike.

Immediately following, sword lights fell one after another, seemingly capable of destroying everything in this world.

At the same time, Yu Yuanzhen suddenly raised his hand slightly. This seemingly ordinary action sent a faint ray of light, so faint that even Titled Douluo could not easily detect it, flashing past and shooting towards Wang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Bibi Dong was focused on defending against Chen Xin's ninth Soul Skill. Although she kept her eyes on Yu Yuanzhen, she did not notice Yu Yuanzhen's move.

A barrage of sword lights descended from the sky, their sheer force enough to chill one to the bone.

Yu Yuanzhen, also a Titled Douluo, was still shocked by the aura of this God-Demon Dual Slash, and his body trembled slightly.

However, Bibi Dong remained calm at this moment. Her last red Soul Ring flashed with a scarlet light, and her Soul Power surged upwards like a waterfall, devouring one sword light after another.

Puff!

Suddenly, Wang Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance, spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed.

"Feng'er!"

Bibi Dong noticed Wang Feng's unusual behavior immediately, turned to look at Wang Feng, and shouted, her eyes instantly turning red.

You're asking for it!

Bibi Dong roared angrily, and another Martial Soul suddenly appeared behind her.

"Oh no! Retreat!"

Yu Yuanzhen shouted and immediately turned and left without pausing.

Chen Xin frowned, but did not linger any longer. He knew very well that with his strength, he was no Bibi Dong. Now that Bibi Dong had released both of her Martial Soul, he was no Bibi Dong for her at all.

"Those who want to leave, die!"

Bibi Dong roared, and her Soul Power exploded like a bomb, with ripples of Soul Power sweeping outwards, turning everything in its path into nothingness.

At the same time, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who had just caught up with Yu Luomian and the other three, suddenly stopped and turned around.

"Oh no, something's happened to the Holy Son!"

Yue Guan's body trembled slightly.

"Run!"

Gui Mei a loud shout, the ghost vanished instantly, and Yue Guan quickly followed.

When the two arrived at Wang Feng's side, Wang Feng Third Martial Soul had already appeared, sustaining Wang Feng last breath.

"Holy Son!"

"Holy Son!"

The two stared at Wang Feng nervously, reaching out their hands but unsure what to do.

Bibi Dong was not far away, still using her Soul Power to stabilize Wang Feng's body. Seeing Yue Guan and the other person appear, she said coldly, "Don't let Feng'er die!"

After saying that, Bibi Dong's figure vanished without a trace.

"Your Pope Hall, rest assured!"

Yue Guan and Gui Mei respectfully bowed in the direction where Bibi Dong had disappeared. After a moment, the two stood up, their foreheads covered in sweat.

Looking at Wang Feng again, the two men's moods were extremely gloomy.

Wang Feng's current situation is clear at a glance. He has not yet successfully absorbed his Third Soul Ring, and the Soul Ring that originally belonged to him is now dissipating. Before long, it will completely disappear.

Once the Void Silver Dragon's Soul Ring dissipates, it means that Wang Feng will lose his life. Even if he survives, his Soul Power will never be able to break through level 30 again and will remain there permanently.

Although the two could not tell whether the blurry shadow appearing behind Wang Feng belonged to Wang Feng himself or was a special technique of Bibi Dong, they could sense that the shadow could protect Wang Feng's life.

What should we do?

Looking at the Gui Mei, Yue Guan asked with some concern.

Gui Mei shook his head. He understood what Yue Guan meant. Wang Feng's life was saved, but if his Soul Power could not break through level 30, it would be worse than death for someone with Twin Martial Souls like Wang Feng.

"No, we have to find a way. We absolutely cannot let the Holy Son's Soul Ring disappear, otherwise neither of us can bear the consequences."

"But what can we do now? This is the first time either of us has encountered a situation like this, and we have nowhere to turn for help."

Gui Mei was also very anxious, but he couldn't think of any way to protect Wang Feng's Soul Ring in this situation.

Yue Guan paced back and forth anxiously, sweat beading on his forehead, but he couldn't think of a single solution.

Seeing that Wang Feng's condition was becoming increasingly dangerous, Yue Guan became even more anxious.

"No, we have to find a way."

Yue Guan suddenly sat cross-legged in front of Wang Feng and released his Soul Ring.

What are you going to do?

The Gui Mei asked, its brows furrowed.

"Transfer my Soul Power to the Holy Son."

"Do you know what this means? If we fail, things could very well get much worse!"

"But what can we do now? We have to try."

The Gui Mei stared intently at Yue Guan, fell silent, and finally sighed helplessly.

Yue Guan turned to look at Wang Feng, hesitated for a moment, but ultimately transferred his Soul Power into Wang Feng's body.

Yue Guan didn't know if what he was doing would help Wang Feng, or if it would harm Wang Feng, so he could only transfer his Soul Power to Wang Feng little by little.

The Gui Mei stared intently at Wang Feng, not daring to blink, for fear that something Wang Feng.

Yue Guan's Soul Power entered Wang Feng's body and was absorbed by his Third Martial Soul, the Ultimate Spacetime Demon Spirit, and then transformed into Wang Feng's Soul Power.

The Ultimate Spacetime Demon Spirit's transformation ability is exceptionally terrifying; it can convert Yue Guan's Soul Power into its own in just an instant.