Zhao Yang didn’t possess some kind of sub-standard martial soul. He was a true seven-ringed Soul Sage.

He shouted suddenly, and he stripped his armor off his body. His body ballooned in size, and his height immediately soared to more than two meters and twenty centimeters. His developed muscles split his shirt apart. Two yellow, two purple and three black soul rings suddenly rose from his feet.

The morale of the Glorious Lord’s army soared when they saw his seven soul rings flashing. They followed their general as they dashed up the mountain.

The immense pressure caused the soul engineers at the top of the mountain to start yielding. The enemy troops didn’t seem to care about their lives as they rushed up the mountain. The soul cannons and soul rays were unable to comprehensively repress the enemy troops anymore. There were already a few soldiers who had made it to the top of the mountain, and a few close-combat soul engineers were starting to fight them.

Zhao Yan managed to spot Ju Zi in her white...

This chapter requires karma or a VIP subscription to access. Enable auto unlock Unlock for 29 karma Purchase/Earn karma Subscribe to VIP