C935 Dragon End! Bai Yeh!!

"The battle's outcome is sealed!"

Xiao Liyan observed Ling Xueyi, cornered by Fu Chuanwu, with a slight upturn of his lips.

"Haha, this batch of Nine Souls' seeds is laughably weak. Just Fu Chuanwu alone sends them scrambling for their teeth. Ridiculous! Hahahaha..."

Zhang Fu Hu, the third-ranked Hall Master of the Verdict Hall, roared with laughter, his voice unconcerned with restraint