"Did you guys notice that this bastard actually has the aura of a Beast God on him?"
Lin Quan frowned as he spoke.
"Impossible! The Twelve Beast Gods died in battle tens of thousands of years ago. How could he have the aura of a Beast God? You must be imagining things."
Chen Changsheng said.
"Maybe, but from here on out the three of us need to be careful. Losing face is fine, losing our lives is not fun at all."
Lin Quan reminded them.
"Use your Martial Souls!"
The three Sect Leaders' previous attacks hadn't used their Martial Souls, so the strength naturally wasn't enough.
That was also because they had underestimated Ling Xiao, thinking there was no way he could withstand a single blow from them.
But now, their mindset had completely changed.
They really had started treating Ling Xiao as a Demon Head, a boss-level enemy.
They didn't want to admit it, but facts were facts; they had no choice but to accept it.
"Fine!"
"Sky-wolf King's howl!"
"Demon Dragon!"
