"Hmph, I wonder who gave you such strong confidence. Teng Beast, there is no need for you to take action. I will personally deal with this kid and devour his soul."
Elder Jingzhe's expression was grim, his eyes flashing with ferocious light. As he stretched out his hand, a robust and strange fluctuation surged quickly from his body. That invisible and intangible soul power made one feel its undeniably real existence.
"Understood."
Teng Beast nodded indifferently. Since Elder Jingzhe was so inclined, he naturally would not do anything to dampen the spirit. Angering Elder Jingzhe usually did not end well.
"Boy, what comes next will show you what a true soul attack is!"
Elder Jingzhe brought his hands together, and in the next moment, the air around him suddenly trembled. Within it appeared several transparent long needles. These needles seemed trivial, visible only by the cold light flashing on them and the subtle fluctuations of soul power.
"Wind Shadow Divine Needle!"