"Flame—" With a shout, Ji Dong's soul had already reached its boiling point. The owner of the golden soul clearly did not anticipate such a sudden outburst from Ji Dong, and was caught off guard in an instant. The golden soul contracted at once, transforming into a layer of light shield, enveloping that graceful and delicate body within.
Just as the owner of the golden soul was raging and preparing to counterattack, she was stunned. She suddenly realized that Ji Dong's overwhelming silver soul not only bore no malice but also hesitated not a bit to open up all defenses, it could be said to be completely defenseless as it fused with her. At this moment, if she wanted to kill Ji Dong, to destroy his soul, it would be as easy as lifting a hand, even though Ji Dong's soul was of Saint Level.