Soul Weapons, profound and mysterious, even the wooden figures felt an inexplicable awe towards the inheritance that Ma Ziye had received. Three Soul Weapons flew out together, then sharply converged in the middle with a crisp "click," and suddenly a black humanoid figure emerged from Wu Yu's body.
This black figure was not only locked around the neck with a yoke but also had handcuffs and shackles binding its hands and feet.
"Quick—" Ma Ziye shouted shrilly, biting the tip of her tongue and spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, propelling the three Soul Weapons to exert their greatest power.
Seizing the opportunity while Wu Yu was caught off guard by the Soul Weapons, Su Yu roared, slashing out with a pair of Golden Greatswords, and at the same moment, he flipped his hand and took out the Netherworld Skull, as immense willpower descended.
