“Why isn’t this brat bringing out his Martial Soul?”

“Is there a possibility of him possessing a trash Martial Soul?”

“Heh, we won’t have to be too worried if that’s the case.”

The three of them spoke among themselves as they brought out their Martial Souls. They were being trashed, so they couldn’t help wondering when they saw that Lin Yun wasn’t summoning his Martial Soul.

“Let’s see what he’s trying to do!” Liu Teng gave a signal to the other two as the three of them approached.

Contrary to the composure on his face, Lin Yun was panicking in his heart. He couldn’t summon his Martial Soul no matter how he tried. He was always held back by the shackles, which caused a mess to his innards whenever he attempted to.

“Hahaha! This brat isn’t able to summon his Martial Soul!” 

The three from the Liu Clan couldn’t help laughing as their aura enveloped Lin Yin.

“Chop him into pieces!”

“Let’s see...