A holy soul had flown out from the body of a Seventh Order Venerable kid!

A genuine holy soul!

Such a ludicrous sight had actually appeared in front of Yu Jizhang, Chen Zhi, Chen Zifeng, and the Scarlet Flame Holy Gate disciples.

But a piercing scream broke the stagnated atmosphere. A Scarlet Flame Holy Gate’s disciple was buried horizontally into the ground under a profound beast’s paw. 

The disciple’s scream jolted Yu Jizhang and the others to their senses. 

“You, how could you have a holy soul?!” Although his senses had returned, Yu Jizhang still had a hard time accepting what he saw, and dared not believe. “You, you are already a True Saint?!” 

Huang Xiaolong was indifferent, “Who made the rule that one can’t have a holy soul before entering True Saint Realm?”

Yu Jizhang was rendered speechless by Huang Xiaolong’s question. That’s right, who made the rule that one’s soul cannot transform into a holy soul...