Hell Remains

The black cat somersaulted in the air and soundlessly agilely landed on its four limbs. A pair of eyes with mixed colors of green and blue shimmering with a murderous gleam stared at the people before them.

Of course, this was more than just a real cat for there was almost no other cat-type soul beast capable of cultivating to such levels. If this was not a cat then it was a human that had transformed via one's martial soul avatar.

The person had a seven-ringed cultivation base so naturally, the person could suppress Long Yuxue's six-ringed cultivation base.

It was precisely Tang Wulin who was blocking before Long Yuxue right now. He was staring at the black cat with a fixed gaze. His eyes were slightly squinted while his arms were spread open by his sides as a faint golden radiance spiraled around his body.

"Yuxue, get into the car," Tang Wulin said with a deep voice.