With daylight fully breaking, Shi Yi awoke from meditation, a look of emotion on his face.
"So now there really are only the Shrek Seven Devils left. I wonder whether the body is intact. I should use Hair Crystal as little as possible from now on." Shi Yi took the Hair Crystal that had killed Xiao Wu from his Soul Tool and sighed.
Shi Yi had left in a hurry last night, taking back only the Hair Crystal without having time to destroy the evidence. Still, he believed that such powerful Soul Power fluctuations, coupled with that conspicuous Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, would draw people to fight over the rabbit's corpse.
A conflict at the Title Douluo level—would it really be his turn to clean up the evidence?
Whether it was Tang San or Tang Hao, leaving aside whether they could determine that the dead Soul Beast was Xiao Wu, even if they knew that the dead Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast was Xiao Wu, by the time Tang San returned, it would be far too late. The corpse might already be gone. He could only swallow this bitter loss, while no one even knew where Tang Hao was now.
Shi Yi tossed the Hair Crystal into his Soul Tool, smiled, washed up, and began warming up.
Even while training, Shi Yi could hear bits of gossip.
"Did you hear? A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast appeared southwest of Heaven Dou City last night. They say there was even a battle at the Title Douluo level. The forest over there was flattened."
"Even if there was a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, no one should be able to absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, right?"
"That area has already been sealed off by the Empire."
"..."
Shi Yi was somewhat surprised to hear that.