The soul formation was activated, and a strange wave pressed down on Ye Chen's head.
Ye Chen sneered. Although he had the ability to break the soul attack, he chose to do nothing. Instead, he simply observed Bai Shan and the others in silence.
An invisible ripple spread out, and the smiles on their faces widened. They understood that the soul attack had hit its target. Bai Shan, initially worried that Ye Chen might use some final trick to block the attack, finally felt relief.
He fixed his gaze on Ye Chen, who remained calm. Bai Shan sneered and said, "Brat, you are about to die, yet you still pretend to be tough? Your soul must be collapsing and in great pain, am I right?"
"This is the power of soul attacks! It's a power that you will never be able to control!"
"In just a few seconds, blood will pour from your seven orifices, and even your soul will be obliterated. I wonder if you can still maintain that calm demeanor when I finish speaking?"
