Chapter 931: A Saint Crushing a Mortal

In an instant, the soul pact flared crimson, split into two runes, and sank between Benjamin Shaw's and Lin Song's brows at once. They walked to the center of the square. With a flick of his sleeve, Ancestor Xuanhan raised a barrier around them; cold mist seeped from it, frosting the flagstones. He had done it, of course, to keep Han Ziwei from interfering. Everyone stared at the two inside the barrier with naked derision. This looked to be the most lopsided duel in the entire Kunlun Ruins. Disciples...