Yang Ruxin also left the courtyard, accompanied by Du Chengxiu and his wife.
"Yang Ruxin, today it's either you die or I perish." Diewu knew that if she failed today, it would be even harder to kill her in the future, so she decided to go all out, willing to go down with her.
"It's definitely you who will die." Yang Ruxin looked at Diewu.
"Ah!" Diewu suddenly screamed, and a powerful Inner Strength spread out like a hurricane, overturning everyone around.
"Has she practiced evil powers?" Yang Ruxin's eyelid twitched. This felt just like watching a TV drama—more like some cheap special effects.
"Soul Devouring Technique!" Du Chengxiu's expression changed, "Indeed it's an evil power, madam, let's retreat for now."
"Soul Devouring Technique?" Yang Ruxin frowned, "Absorbs the soul?"
"Yes." Du Chengxiu nodded, "I'm not entirely sure, but I saw it once over ten years ago; clearly, she's only mastered a superficial level."
