nt. A beautiful woman in a crimson red dress stood on the stage, bowing slightly. 。bowed to the bidders in the audience 。A few assistant staff members followed, they are responsible for assisting the...Tang Wulin's heart skipped a beat. The opponent had brought him here to lure his master over. 。He took out his soul guidance communicator, glanced at the Soul Master, and in the next instant, Tang Wulin's right hand suddenly exerted force, instantly crushing his soul guidance communicator to pieces. 。"Slap!" A slap came as fast as lightning. Tang Wulin didn't even have a chance to dodge. He was sent flying out, his left cheek swollen high. It felt like he had been hit by a soul guide train traveling at full speed. 。Tang Wulin only felt that his entire head was numb, and his mind buzzed. 。But he didn't regret it at all. 。Soul transmission cannot be made, if it is, the master will be in danger. 。And once the master is lured in, our usefulness would be gone and we would likely die even sooner. 。Whenever faced with a desperate situation, Tang Wulin's thinking would become particularly clear, and this time was no exception. 。He fell heavily to the ground, his brain completely dazed. Everything around him blurred. He tried to struggle to get up, but every part of his body seemed unresponsive. After several attempts, he slumped back down again. 。The mask twitched, the Spirit Master's gray eyes suddenly turned blood red. In a flash, he appeared beside Tang Wulin. 。He crouched down, extending a finger to dab at the blood from Tang Wulin's corner of his mouth. He lifted the lower part of the mask, revealing a delicate jawline. His lips were an abnormally vibrant red, a redness that was almost eerie. She put her finger in her mouth and sucked forcefully, drawing the drop of Tang Wulin's blood into her own. 。The next instant, her body trembled violently. Her pupils constricted abruptly, shrinking to the size of a pinprick. She stood up, staggered back a few steps, and looked at Tang Wulin with eyes that had completely changed. 。"How is that possible A mere Soul Venerable, how could he possibly possess such pure blood, so rich and potent" 。Great, great! 。Still pure male essence of yang > 。"Alright, I'll agree to let her go." 。"But, who let you go" a sudden and jarring voice interrupted. 。The sound came from all directions, its origin undetectable. The moment it appeared, the surrounding space vibrated slightly, and an overwhelming pressure surged in from every direction. An almost insane terror gripped the entire space in an instant. 。The Soul Master suddenly turned around, and she saw a tall figure walking towards her step by step. 。How is this possible With senses so powerful, he hadn't felt his presence beforehand To be approached to such a degree without sensing it at all A sense of danger that sent shivers down his very soul suddenly arose from his tailbone, extending all the way to the top of his head. 。This feeling... a Shaman of the Demonic Arts hasn't shown up in ages. 。The imposing figure exuded a fierce aura, a blend of countless bloody scents. He towered over two meters tall, with broad shoulders that dwarfed ordinary men, possessing an undeniable strength beyond comparison. 。Looking closely, the Soul Master saw the appearance of a middle-aged man. His face was stern and cold, his skin deep bronze, and his whole body seemed to be filled with a metallic texture. 。His eyes were a crystalline yellow, devoid of any emotional fluctuation. Such an eye color was something even a Soul Master had never seen before. 。"Who are you" The Evil Soul Master's voice returned to its icy coldness. With a wave of his hand, he threw Tang Wulin onto the ground beside him. 。Because she could distinctly feel that the opponent in front of her was truly capable of threatening her. 。Tang Wulin only felt a chill spread through his body in an instant. In the extremely unwilling situation, he passed out. 。"You have no right to know who I am " 。The imposing figure continued to approach step by step, and the surrounding pressure intensified. 。The Soul Master let out a cold snort. Her scarlet eyes suddenly flared with brilliance, and a dense bloodlight erupted from her body. With a flick of her right hand, a bloody sword materialized in her grasp. The blood sword was slender, trembling slightly, and as the Soul Master stood at its center, countless red dots appeared in the sky. 。At the beginning, it was just a point of light. But soon, the point grew larger, appearing as cold, unfeeling blood eyes. 。A torrential surge of exuberant and potent blood courses wildly. 。Next, thousands of bloody rays suddenly shot out from those blood eyes, converging on the tall man. 。The towering man's strides finally came to a halt. The instant he stopped, his right foot slammed down with a resounding boom, and the entire space seemed to warp violently. 。A flash of blood, but when they reached ten meters in front of the tall man, a layer of dark gold light suddenly appeared. 。Seeking monthly tickets and recommendations! (To be continued) 。The text between the triple angle brackets can't be translated. It appears to be code or markup language, not human-readable text. Please provide me with the actual content you want translated within the triple angle brackets. 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