After a round of laughter, teasing, and bickering, everyone left the room one after another, leaving only Zhao Xuan, Tang San, and Oscar behind.
After they left, Zhao Xuan collapsed onto the bed. He had been utterly exhausted these past two days, and it had been a long time since he had felt so completely drained.
He closed his eyes slightly, recalling scene after scene from his battle with the Blood God. In truth, the Blood God's combat strength had not been as high as he had imagined, at most reaching Level 93.
That was because his Ninth Soul Ring had not displayed much power. The Blood God Zhao Xuan had encountered was merely a fragment of the Blood God's remnant soul from years ago. The only thing he had inherited was that blood-gold soul ring.
Still, although this soul ring's skill was not offensive, it was rather absurdly powerful.
After all, it was a soul skill capable of helping him "revive"! That ability alone was enough to outclass the vast majority of soul skills. Unfortunately, he had encountered Zhao Xuan, so the skill could not fulfill its proper purpose.
After narrowing his eyes slightly, Zhao Xuan got out of bed. It was already completely dark outside, though the room was still lit.
Tang San sat beside the desk beneath the crystal lamp, writing furiously as though he were drawing something. Oscar, meanwhile, was cultivating with his eyes closed. Zhao Xuan had thought Oscar would slack off after breaking through Level 30, but he had not expected him to remain so diligent.
As a Food System soul master, there was naturally a reason Oscar had reached the Soul Elder rank at such a young age. Only hardworking people could reap the rewards.
Zhao Xuan walked over to Tang San and