Oscar's Crisis

In the distance.

A Spirit Beast hunting party was encountering something that often happened in the Star Dou Great Forest.

"Damn it! We actually ran into a Fear Demon Bear!"

The hunting party's captain was a bearded middle-aged man. Having spent years around the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest, he would never have accompanied a client into its inner regions if not for the hefty price the client had offered.

Yet not long after entering the inner region, they had encountered a twenty-thousand-year Fear Demon Bear. Though his hunting party was fairly strong, killing this Spirit Beast would definitely result in heavy casualties.

He could not afford to lose everything he had built up for a single mission.

There were not many members in the hunting party. Aside from himself, a Soul Sage, he had two Soul Emperors, five Soul Kings, and one Soul Ancestor responsible for logistics. The seven combatants had already engaged the beast, and someone had been injured almost immediately.

He turned to the employer beside him. "Sir, we need to retreat."

The employer was a frail middle-aged man. His cultivation was not weak; he was at the peak of Soul Emperor rank. His purpose this time was to obtain a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring and break through to Soul Sage.

Seeing the situation before him, he knew it would be difficult. Although the Fear Demon Bear had only twenty thousand years of cultivation, it was known for its ferocity and fearlessness. Its combat strength was no weaker than that of thirty- or forty-thousand-year Spirit Beasts, and its Soul Ring was incompatible with him.

The employer's expression darkened as he stared fixedly at the Fear Demon Bear. "You know as well as I do that this Fear Demon Bear is clearly starving. It won't give up