Lin Yi's lips curled into a vicious smile.
The viscous Divine River Song followed right after, attaching itself to the Soul-Breaking Skill, mixing a dense Yin Cold Power into the originally deathly aura it emitted.
"You little brat!"
Tremble's subordinates saw that their warning had had no effect at all, and immediately lunged at Lin Yi in Soul Body form.
A siege by more than a dozen Dark Star experts—even if the ones besieging him were only Soul Bodies—was still an absolutely terrifying existence.
Even if it were Gongshu De facing such a siege, he could only raise his attention to a hundred and twenty percent, bringing out all of his combat power to respond with utmost caution.
But who was Lin Yi? He was someone who had inherited the Divine Power of the Master of Ten Thousand Souls.
If he could shock his target's soul out of their body, then naturally he had absolute confidence in dealing with the soul's counterattack.
