903 Primordial Slaughter King

"Scatter!" Ye Chen growled as even more soul power gushed out of him like a soul hurricane. The immense soul power suppression locked on the soul general.

Chi! Chi! Chi!

Splinters of soul power flew off the soul general's body, and his body became increasingly transparent and thin. With a final bang, it completely scattered.

"He can even use soul storm with such skill?" Ironarm King sucked in a breath of cold air. Most Life and Death Kings could use the soul storm, but those who could cultivate it to the greater success realm could be counted on two hands. Most could not go past the minor success realm. Ironarm King, who was a body refiner and didn't have a talent in the aspect of soul, was far away even from the minor success realm. He could see that Ye Chen's soul storm was not too far away from the minor success realm.