Life and Death!

Han Yu murmured to himself. Under his control, the White Ice Tiger had no power to resist at all.

It could only let him slaughter it as he pleased. He could also feel that the White Ice Tiger's Spiritual Power was not strong; compared to his, it was like the difference between a child and an adult.

"The only thing is that it consumes a bit too much Soul Power. I still have too little Soul Power!"

Han Yu let out a soft breath of stale air. Maintaining the Sharingan also required Soul Power. Though it was not much, keeping it active constantly drained him rather quickly.

"I'll rest a little, then find a few more Soul Beasts to test it on. The food I stored should last a few more days."

Han Yu sat cross-legged and recovered the Soul Power he had consumed.

In this Soul Beast Gathering Place, maintaining his fullest combat strength at all times was the safest choice.

A short while later.

Han Yu stood up again and continued walking forward.

The Far North Land was vast, unimaginably vast.

There were also countless kinds of Soul Beasts. Along the way, Han Yu encountered quite a few, and he directly ignored those below six hundred years.

His main targets were those above six hundred years old. They could bring him a good training effect.

Bang!

A giant beast crashed to the ground, revealing Han Yu's small, thin body.

"The sixth one!"

The scarlet Sharingan in his eyes gradually vanished, and Han Yu drew in a light breath.

Over the past few days, he had fought quite a few Soul Beasts. Under his powerful Mental Control, there had been no surprises; every victory had been his.

During that time, he had even encountered a thousand-year-level White Ice Tiger transformed from an ice silkworm. At first, Han Yu had thought he had run into a major crisis.

He had not expected that once they fought, it would turn out to be a paper tiger. He killed it without any effort at all.

"It's time to head out. The food is gone too!"

Han Yu revealed a faint smile and left along the route he had come by. These past few days of battle had made his use of the Sharingan extremely practiced.

Moreover, under the pressure of high-intensity combat, the Soul Power that had already been on the verge of breaking through had naturally reached rank twelve.

"This kid has grown quite a bit."

Hidden in the shadows, Du Busi nodded in satisfaction. He had seen all of Han Yu's battles over the past few days. He was decisive in killing and ruthless when he struck.

If he could end a battle as quickly as possible, he would never consume any extra Soul Power. Every time he finished a fight, he would immediately close his Sharingan.

How could he know that Han Yu was not at all as he imagined? Han Yu simply did not have any extra Soul Power to waste.

There was not much Soul Power at rank twelve to begin with. An ordinary Soul Master would only be able to release two or three skills.

He truly did not have much Soul Power. If possible, Han Yu would also have wanted to maintain the Sharingan at all times. After all, the Far North Land was not exactly safe.

Han Yu moved much faster on his way back. Whenever he encountered Soul Beasts, he did not get entangled and simply circled around them to keep moving.

Very soon, he returned to the entrance where he had first arrived.

Du Busi's figure flashed, appearing instantly in front of Han Yu, his face carrying a smile.

"Not bad. Your strength has improved greatly over these past few days, and your Soul Power has reached rank twelve as well. If I'm not mistaken, your First Soul Skill controls the opponent's mind, correct?"

Du Busi said with a smiling expression.

"Teacher has sharp eyes. My First Soul Skill can control people whose Spiritual Power is lower than mine, and can even control them in battle."

Han Yu smiled faintly and introduced his Soul Skill with a hint of showing off.

This was his First Soul Ring. To him, it held special meaning. From this moment on, he had officially stepped into the ranks of Soul Masters.

"All right. Though your Soul Skill is very powerful, you must remember one thing."

Du Busi drew out his voice, his expression serious.

"Never use your Soul Skill lightly. Because every time a Soul Skill is used, the other party becomes more familiar with it. Only by using your Soul Skill at a critical moment, when it can play a decisive role, can you conceal your strongest ability to the greatest extent."

"This disciple understands!"

Han Yu's expression likewise turned serious. Du Busi was right. If an enemy saw through the weakness of his Soul Skill and attacked him by targeting that weakness, he might really capsize in the gutter.

"All right, let's go back. It's time to begin the second level of training!"

With a sweep of his large hand, Du Busi tucked Han Yu under his arm and rose into the air.

Han Yu: "."

Supported by Du Busi's Super Douluo cultivation, their flying speed was very fast. The time it took to return to the small island was even shorter than the time it had taken to reach the Far North Land.

Du Busi tossed out two exquisite iron blocks. They landed on the ground and kicked up a huge cloud of dust.

"Teacher, what are these?"

Han Yu was somewhat puzzled. Could the second stage of training be running with weights?

"Tie them on. You'll need them for the next training!"

Du Busi did not say much and merely motioned for Han Yu to tie them on.

I'll tie them on first. I don't know how Teacher is going to train me later!

As Han Yu tied on the iron blocks, he thought it over.

"All right, stay here and don't move. I'm going to prepare something. I'll be back a little later!"

A trace of an inexplicable smile flashed through Du Busi's eyes. Then his body rose into the air, and he flew toward Vast Sea City.

Eh?

"Why did he suddenly leave? Old people really do like acting mysterious!"

Han Yu muttered, able only to obediently wait where he was.

This wait lasted half a day, and Han Yu was starting to grow impatient.

"When is Teacher coming back? It's already been half a day!"

Just as countless thoughts were running through Han Yu's mind, he suddenly discovered a surge of energy entering his body, cutting off his connection to his Soul Power.

His Soul Power had been sealed!

Just as Han Yu was about to resist, the nape of fate was seized, and his whole body instantly went weak and sore.

His body shot into the air like a parabola, then rapidly fell.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Han Yu let out burst after burst of startled screams!

With a splash, his entire body turned ice-cold as he plunged straight into the sea.

In an instant, Han Yu felt as if his whole body had been drenched in sweat, and the light around him dimmed along with it.

The iron blocks tied to his body quickly dragged him downward.

"I can't breathe!"

Han Yu's head went blank. He could only force himself to hold his breath. His small face turned bright red, and his vision had already become extremely blurry, a pitch-black expanse.

He wanted to struggle, but the iron blocks on his body seemed as heavy as ten thousand pounds, forcibly dragging him deeper.

His Soul Power was sealed within his body. He could not breathe. A suffocating feeling surged over him, followed by ever-growing pressure.

"Am I going to die?"

Han Yu had no idea who was trying to harm him. Before he could react at all, he had been thrown into the sea. Now that he had fallen into the water, he had no ability to resist whatsoever.

He could not shout, could not breathe, and could not even struggle.

The enormous water pressure compressed his body. Unable to breathe, the oxygen in his body drained away quickly. His Brain was deprived of oxygen, and even his consciousness began to blur.

"No, it can't be like this. I, Han Yu, can't die. I have to live!"

Han Yu roared soundlessly. The immense pressure between life and death made him burst out with an incomprehensible strength. He began to struggle, trying with all his might to swim upward.

As long as he broke through the surface, he could survive.

Yet things went against his wishes. No matter how he struggled, it was useless. His body still continued sinking out of his control.