Searching for the Demonic Mosquito (First Update!)

Under Chen Zhen's guidance, the docile black grass carp began merging with his Poison Centipede Martial Soul.

Very quickly, the third white ten-year soul ring began to condense and take shape.

The soul power and energy contained within this ten-year soul beast grass carp were simply far too little.

In an instant, Young Master Chen Zhen completed the absorption of his third soul ring!

"I've finished absorbing it!"

Chen Zhen spoke coldly, a white third soul ring floating quietly above his head.

At this moment, everyone's gaze fell upon Chen Zhen's Martial Soul. Above the two yellow rings, there was indeed a white soul ring floating quietly, pulsing slowly.

It was an incredibly dramatic sight.

Soul Masters were usually competitive, pursuing ever-greater realms of cultivation.

Thus, the higher a Soul Master's cultivation, the greater the age of their soul rings, with their colors approaching black for ten-thousand-year rings and red for hundred-thousand-year rings!

Yet Young Master Chen Zhen's third white soul ring could truly be called unprecedented and unparalleled. It was remarkably unique!

"Get lost."

Du Bai looked down at Chen Zhen and spoke indifferently.

"Farewell!"

Chen Zhen cupped his fists in salute.

Then, Chen Zhen withdrew his Martial Soul and left in a thoroughly bedraggled state.

His robes were still stained with some excrement, making him look utterly miserable.

Chen Zhen left alone, looking somewhat pitiful.

"It seems we've truly offended both Young Master and the Evil Douluo beyond repair this time!"

"There will be no turning back in the future!"

Xie Burong watched Chen Zhen leave and sighed inwardly.

Then, Xie Burong glanced at Zhan Yongbiao and his two brothers beside him.

At that moment, the three brothers also looked back at him.

The four brothers exchanged looks. Through that brief communication of their eyes, they all understood