Suddenly, Zhang Xiaohao's Soul Power touched a soul restriction.
Boom!!!
As soon as the Soul Power touched the soul restriction, it exploded directly, blowing Liu Wulu's head to pieces.
"Hmph! There's a soul restriction, it seems the person behind this has a significant plot!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
He withdrew his hand, not even sparing a glance at the already dead Liu Wulu.
As for his self-destructing head earlier, it didn't harm Zhang Xiaohao at all; not even a single drop of blood splashed on him.
"Who exactly is controlling all of this from the shadows? What is their goal? Is it aimed at Bai Xue Company, or at me?" Zhang Xiaohao wondered with furrowed brows.
Swish!
A figure flashed, and the Black Dragon Saint appeared beside Zhang Xiaohao.
"Big brother, what happened?" the Black Dragon Saint asked.
"There was a soul restriction inside his head!" Zhang Xiaohao replied.
