Chapter 210: The Powerhouses of Martial Soul Hall, Mobilizing in Full Force_1

The smoke of battle gradually wafted over the entire Spirit City.

Clearly, the courtyard where Qin Xiao was located was not spared either.

"Awoo..."

"Awoo..."

As the howling drew closer, over a dozen Hellhounds, each the size of a male lion with ferocious mien, suddenly leaped onto the walls of the courtyard.

Licking their tongues excitedly, drool dripping onto the walls, their eyes locked onto Qin Xiao and the others, filled with a crazed light.

Obviously, they regarded Qin Xiao and the others as food.

Thanks to their acute sense of smell, they could discern that the scent of the few people in the courtyard was different, far more appetizing than those outside.

"Humph, you beasts, think you can run wild here?"

"Let's see just how capable you filthy creatures are."

Without needing Qin Xiao to take action, Zhao Wuji roared angrily and instantly completed his Martial Soul Possession; eight Soul Rings undulating ceaselessly around him.

The Hellhounds looked at each other, sensing their ferocity, but the human before them seemed even more ferocious.

"Gravity Compression!"

Zhao Wuji's mind stirred, and his fifth Soul Ring lit up.

He reached out toward a distant Hellhound and pulled it toward himself.

The next moment, the Hellhound panicked as it shockingly found that the gravity around it was repelling it, pushing it toward the human.

Zhao Wuji was ready, with the light of his second Soul Ring flashing, it was the Great Strength King Kong Palm!

And with that palm strike, the previously arrogant Hellhound was smashed into pieces, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

"That's it?"

"Not even worth a hit."

Zhao Wuji curled his lip in disdain, inwardly assessing the monster's defenses, which weren't impressive.

Even without using soul skills, he could still easily kill a Hellhound with a slap.

At that moment, accompanied by a sharp screech, a huge cat hawk swooped down from the sky.

Its claws grabbed a Hellhound, and with a flap of its wings, it took the creature into the air.

Then, with a fierce exertion of its talons, the hawk's sharp claws pierced through the Hellhound's defense and embedded deeply into its bones before tearing apart the Hellhound, which was shockingly ripped in two while still alive.

Following that, the cat hawk circled in the sky before diving down once more, snatching another Hellhound.

Without a doubt, this person was Flander.

As a Soul Master with abundant combat experience, he had been ready even before danger arrived

Liu Erlong was also itching to move, her body erupting with strong soul power fluctuations.

But she was stopped by Qin Xiao, "You don't need to act yet; Flander and Zhao Wuji can handle the current crisis."

"So we just sit back and do nothing? These creatures filled with evil intent clearly won't spare anyone," Liu Erlong frowned.

"I'm well aware of that, but showing our strength too soon doesn't have any benefit. It would only put us in a crisis," Qin Xiao said, frowning as he looked at the figure in the sky clutching a purple-golden greatsword, "That guy is very strong, I can't even say for sure that I can defeat him. So let's try not to draw his attention as much as possible and wait for the right moment."

Qin Xiao's voice was particularly grave.

It wasn't false concern; he genuinely felt threatened by Alba. His instincts told him this was someone no less formidable than Tang Chen, Qiandaoliu, or Poseissi.

Besides the Demon Lord Alba wielding the greatsword, there were nine other demons slightly inferior to him, who had yet to join the battle.

And these Greater Demons were no weaklings; judging by their aura, Qin Xiao believed that each of them was no less powerful than a Level 96 Titled Douluo.

And they had yet to make their move because they hadn't found a suitable target.

If so many formidable enemies attacked at once, it would be quite troublesome for Qin Xiao. Even if he could stand out from the demons' siege, what about Zhu Zhuqing, Meng Yiran, and the others?

He understood the adage about the nail that sticks out getting hammered down.

"But do we really just keep waiting like this?"

Liu Erlong was somewhat anxious.

Several Hellhounds had been slain by Flander and Zhao Wuji, and these creatures from the Demonic Plane, instead of feeling fear, seemed even more excited.

They even let out howls, calling more of their kind to gather.

Soon, they received a response.

Even the Winged Demons circling in the sky took notice, converging towards them like dark clouds.

"Yiran, Zhu Qing, Rongrong, Ah Yin..."

Qin Xiao then turned to look at Huang Yuan, Jiang Zhu, Jing Ling, and advised, "If any monsters break through Flander and Zhao Wuji's defense, it's up to you to handle them."

Upon hearing Qin Xiao's words, everyone nodded solemnly.

They knew those demons posed no real threat to Zhao Wuji or Flander, but that wasn't the case for them; they needed to be vigilant.

Qin Xiao remained calm.

Because he believed the panic was only temporary, and soon Martial Soul Hall with its power would launch a counterattack.

For now, the situation was manageable for Zhao Wuji, Flander, and the others for some time.

If everyone became overwhelmed, that would be the time for him and Liu Erlong to take action.

...

In fact, powerful members of Martial Soul Hall had already appeared in various parts of Spirit City.

"Everyone, don't panic, let's counterattack together."

Finally, amidst the chaos, Soul Masters from Martial Soul Hall emerged, rallying people loudly to fight back.