"You think the likes of you can kill me, Liang Yu? Dream on."
"Soul Rat Martial Soul!"
Liang Yu suddenly roared. A pitch-black, rat-like Martial Soul phantom appeared above his head. The phantom wasn't large, but its eyes were exceptionally strange and sinister.
At the same time, seven star rings coiled around the Soul Rat, making it look even more ominous.
"Heavenly Soul Sweep!"
The Martial Soul's fluctuations merged with Liang Yu. A terrifying burst of Soul Power erupted from his body. In the air, this Soul Power quickly formed a dense web of runic arrays that enveloped everyone.
'A Soul Power martial skill,' Ye Xuan thought as he watched the countless Soul Power runic arrays descend upon the crowd. He knew instantly that this Liang Yu was a formidable foe, far stronger than Wen Yanhui.
A Soul Power martial skill was a large-scale, destructive Soul Power attack created by a Soul Refiner, combining their own Soul Power cultivation with a practiced Soul Skill.
