Seeing the Shrek Seven Devils already poised for battle, Qian Renchuan couldn't be bothered to waste time. He was about to casually clear away these annoying little bugs.
Just then, Yan and Xie Yue appeared in front of Qian Renchuan.
"Renchuan, you can't have all the fun. Let us handle things today."
Yan ran a hand through his fiery red hair in a rather flamboyant manner, clearly annoyed with the Shrek Seven Devils.
After all, having been beaten so badly in his previous life, it was impossible for him not to harbor some resentment. If he didn't let Shrek experience the warmth of the Flame Lord this time, he'd write his name, Yan, backward.
Xie Yue was the same; a Moon Blade appeared in his hand, exuding a chilling cold, its sharp light flashing.
Because he hadn't absorbed a Soul Spirit yet, his Soul Rings were still at the standard level for a Spirit Hall genius, with six Soul Rings glowing around him: yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black.
This time, he didn't let Hu Liena join the fight, as the two of them wanted to personally take revenge. They had wanted to fight Tang San for a long time.
Yan directly released his Flame Lord Martial Soul, and his Soul Rings appeared. With the Soul Spirit's enhancement, five black and one red Soul Rings emerged.
A fiery red armguard from his Flame Soul Armor appeared on his right arm. The mere power it radiated made the surrounding air feel hot and dry.
The power contained within it was self-evident.
At this moment, Tang San and the others were stunned in place, sweat pouring down their foreheads, whether from the heat or from fear.
Dai Mubai even timidly retreated a few steps, questioning his life. Was this still the Yan and Xie Yue he knew?
Shouldn't they only be Soul Kings now? How could they be Soul Emperors? Especially that armor on Yan's right hand, what was it? A Soul Bone? Why hadn't he seen it before?
No, Dai Mubai suddenly remembered that what they should be considering now was how to face two Soul Emperors.
Oh, and there was also Yinchuan and Xiao Wu, who had hidden their strength.
Thinking of this, Dai Mubai's heart turned cold. He had a bad feeling. He turned to Tang San and quietly asked, "Tang San, what should we do now?"
At this moment, Tang San's face was dark, clearly not in a good mood. He had wanted his Dad to kill Yinchuan before.
But later, he didn't know what happened, his Dad seemed to have experienced something and refused to oppose Yinchuan, no matter what.
He even told him that true strength came from becoming strong himself, and that he should become strong to seek revenge.
As a result, every time he broke through and encountered Yinchuan again, wanting revenge, he found that no matter how he improved his strength, he could never defeat Yinchuan and was easily defeated.
And what infuriated him most was that he had let his Dad hunt so many ten-thousand-year Soul Beasts and human Soul Emperors, absorbing so much Life Force, yet his strength was only at level sixty-four, while Yan and Xie Yue, right in front of him...
As his former defeated opponents in his previous life, their cultivation was far superior to his. What kind of joke was this? His "efforts" seemed like a joke in their eyes.
However, Xie Yue's Soul Ring configuration being over the top was one thing, but what was going on with Yan? A hundred-thousand-year sixth Soul Ring? What kind of joke was that?
Wasn't that just as over the top as Dugu Yan? And what was that armguard on his right hand? How did it look stronger than the four-word Soul Armor invented in later generations?
His inner jealousy made Tang San's heart ache, and he even harbored murderous intent. One hand slowly moved to his Twenty-Four Bridge Moonlight, wanting to eliminate these people with his Yanluo Needle.
To him, people from Spirit Hall were inherently evil. Since they would be enemies in the future, they must be eliminated while they were weak.
Now, his Yanluo Needle could just kill one of them. With his superb technique, these natives wouldn't be able to tell.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Cage."
Thinking of this, Tang San directly disregarded martial ethics and attacked first, wanting to control Yan and Xie Yue first, allowing the others to attack together.
As the Blue Silver Grass bound Yan and Xie Yue, Tang San's lips curled into a slight smile, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes. So what if they were strong? Those who underestimated him would surely come to a bad end.
"Bound by my Blue Silver Cage, even Soul Emperors will be delayed for a while, and they will also be poisoned. This is the price of your arrogance."
Tang San said confidently, then prepared to command his teammates to focus fire on Yan, to first take down this Soul Emperor who countered him.
"Such fragile Blue Silver Grass, such weak poison, how could it be useful against us two Soul Emperors? Tang San, are you dreaming? Do you really think your useless Martial Soul can compare to Renchuan's Blue Silver Emperor?"
Yan's body erupted in flames, instantly burning away the surrounding Blue Silver Grass. This level of Blue Silver Grass was no different from roadside weeds to Yan.
Xie Yue didn't speak, but a cold glint appeared around him, and the surrounding Blue Silver Grass was cut into countless pieces, like brittle paper.
The silent mockery was the most deadly, making Tang San question his life and filled him with resentment.
It was all Dugu Bo's fault. If he had refined the Fiery Apricot and Octagonal Ice Herb to become immune to fire and water, he wouldn't be afraid of this.
Damn Dugu Bo, evil Spirit Hall, they truly sought their own demise!
At this moment, Yan didn't care what Tang San was thinking; he directly activated his sixth Soul Ring.
His Flame Lord Martial Soul possessed him, and his body was covered in fiery lava patterns, looking incredibly violent.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Lava Purgatory!"
As soon as his voice fell, the surroundings instantly turned into scorched earth, and magma fire pillars erupted from underground almost instantly.
Tang San, deep in thought, only felt a searing heat under his feet, then was blasted away by the magma, his entire body burned.
The other Shrek members were even worse off; their strength was already weak, and some even had their limbs directly burned.
Just as the Shrek Seven Devils were hard-controlled, Xie Yue's fifth Soul Ring lit up, and a faint crimson glow appeared in his eyes.
"Fifth Soul Skill, Dark Moon Blade!"
Then his figure suddenly vanished from the spot, transforming into several afterimages, like ghosts, and slashed towards the blasted Shrek Seven Devils.
As numerous black lines spread out densely and then disappeared, the Shrek Seven Devils collectively spat out blood a full three meters, falling to the ground in unison.
Yu Tianheng collapsed on the ground, clutching his left arm in pain, only to see that the lower half of his left arm was gone.
His Soul Power also plummeted to level fifty-two.
As for why he let out such a violent scream, it was because he had long since lost all sensation.
As for the others, their skin was severely burned, with hardly a good spot left.
As for Tang San, due to the intense burning sensation on his body, his face was somewhat distorted, his teeth gnashing, his eyes bloodshot, and he panted like an ox as he stared at the mighty Yan.
His heart was filled with unwillingness, his mind clouded by jealousy and rage. Then he directly took out the Yanluo Needle and shot it out.
"Go to hell!"
Tang San, seemingly seeing his enemy about to die, shouted with a sense of pleasure, his extremely suppressed emotions released.
For a moment, he even forgot that there were many people watching around him.
Xie Yue was beside Yan. Hearing Tang San's voice, he secretly thought, 'Not good,' then directly pushed Yan away. Just as he was about to use his Moon Blade to deflect the incoming Yanluo Needle, it was too late.
Hu Liena saw this and rushed forward, but it was too late. She could only let out a cry of alarm: "Brother!"