The sudden sound made Lu Lin's soul body appear slightly sluggish.
He couldn't even feel his own soul body at that moment.
Threads of Soul Power belonging to Lu Lin unexpectedly began to dissipate outward under that roar.
Lu Lin exerted all his effort to control it, barely stabilizing his soul body.
His expression was somewhat frightened.
His current Soul Power was already at the Eight-Change Peak, about to enter Level Nine, and yet he was nearly shattered by just one roar.
The black fog in front kept changing.
It seemed surprised that Lu Lin could still exist.
The black fog transformed into a small, one-armed old man.
Lu Lin couldn't see the old man's face clearly, only judging by his full head of white hair.
"Still not dead?"
"Again!"
"Kill!"
The one-armed old man let out another roar.
However, this time Lu Lin was prepared, releasing a secret skill in front of him.
Soaring Secret Skill - Shield.
"Hmm?"
