C765 A Wisp of Remnant Soul

Ren Haoyue's complexion instantly drained of color, a stark pallor taking over.

A smear of fresh blood adorned the corner of his mouth.

It was evident that the authoritative roar's sound wave had inflicted some injuries on Ren Haoyue.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man refrained from further assaulting Ren Haoyue and Zi Rubing, settling instead for a stern