Under the cover of night, the sea was as black as ink, as if it could swallow every last glimmer of light. Standing on the beach, with the tide rising and falling and the salty, damp sea breeze blowing against his face, Dai Yao's heart felt somewhat gloomy.
If only I had a little more time. Ever since I obtained my Sixth Spirit Ring, I stopped cultivating in order to adapt to my surging Soul Power. Now, I've already reached Rank 69. As long as I absorb that Spirit Bone from the Blue Silver Emperor, I'll definitely break through to Rank 70.
Once I absorb my seventh Spirit Ring, I'll be able to use the most powerful skill of Beast Spirit soul masters—the Martial Soul Avatar. My strength will soar, and I'll possess power capable of matching an ordinary Titled Douluo. Unfortunately, those bastards didn't give me that time.
Dai Yao had long since made plans for his Seventh Soul Ring: the Spirit Ring of the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger.
The Dark Demon Evil God Tiger had coveted him for a long time, but had he not also been coveting the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger's Spirit Ring? But time was pressing now. He could not spare any time to go to the Star Dou Great Forest and hunt the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. Besides, whether he could kill it was another question entirely.
In the original work, Tang San had only managed to suppress the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger after becoming a Titled Douluo, and had defeated it in that battle where they were both reverted to childhood.
Dai Yao, who was still only a Spirit Emperor, might not necessarily be able to defeat the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger. What was more, if the Spirit