Shen Yi was about to restrain Wu Zhangkong, but after realizing something, she paused in midair.
She thrusted out her arms, unleashing a tyrannical aura that rendered all the present mecha pilots and soul masters motionless.
As the silver halation around Wu Zhangkong receded into his body, a black soul ring appeared underneath him. It expanded, fusing swiftly with his battle armor.
A look of helplessness crossed her face. She was at a loss for words. I can’t believe this guy. He just suddenly had a breakthrough. Wu Zhangkong was no longer a Soul Emperor, but a Soul Sage!
“Congratulations, Zhangkong.” Shen Yi flew over to his side carrying these heartfelt words.
Despite his breakthrough, he wore an expression devoid of joy. In that instant, he noticed that the golden cocoon of light, which encased his two disciples, was dimming. He dropped down in a flash, landing right beside them.
Finally, the two’s forms grew clear.