Flame Lord's Roar

After waiting for a while, Jade Lord Douluo Li Qing, who had been invited to stand guard, finally arrived. He looked at the soul bone in Zhao Xuan's hand, surprise appearing on his face.

"Where did this soul bone come from?"

Zhao Xuan briefly recounted the origins of the Flame Lord soul bone. Li Qing nodded, then looked at Zhao Xuan with some amazement. "Your luck is really quite good."

Zhao Xuan gave a faint smile in response. Suddenly, his expression shifted as he looked at Li Qing in surprise. "Senior, it seems your strength has improved greatly lately."

Zhao Xuan extended his divine sense and found Li Qing's aura restrained and elusive, difficult to grasp. Yet if his divine sense lingered on him for too long, he could sense a piercing sharpness surging from Li Qing's body.

"I've gained some insights recently while studying the Nine-Leaf Sword Grass. Enough about that. Let's help the little fatty fuse with the soul bone first. That look in his eyes is becoming unbearable, haha."

Li Qing suddenly lowered his head to look at Ma Hongjun, who was seated cross-legged beside them, and laughed helplessly.

Everyone looked over to see Ma Hongjun sitting cross-legged on the floor, his head tilted up as he watched them talk. His tiny eyes were filled with anxiety, yet his face was full of helplessness, making him look pitifully aggrieved.

Flender's face immediately darkened. He lightly kicked Ma Hongjun and rebuked him with mild irritation, "You embarrassing little thing."

Fusing with a soul bone was not dangerous. Even someone with only one level of Soul Power could absorb a hundred-thousand-year soul bone. This was why soul bones were more precious than ordinary soul rings. If there was anything in this world that soul masters yearned for even