Two Deans Promoted

He murmured something, then drove the short blade into the Ice Wind Falcon's heart.

The Ice Wind Falcon's wings snapped open, then drooped powerlessly.

A black soul ring slowly rose from its corpse. It was slightly lighter than the Ice Crystal Crane's soul ring, but it was still as deep as ink.

Feng Wuhen sat cross-legged beside the soul ring and began to absorb it.

The townspeople watched from afar, their eyes full of greed and envy.

Two black soul rings, two Soul Beasts over fifty thousand years old.

They might not encounter such an opportunity even once in their lives. If not for the man sitting on the Flying Sword, they would have charged up and snatched them long ago.

But they did not dare.

That man sat on the Flying Sword with his eyes closed, as if dozing. But everyone could sense that his Spiritual Sense covered the entire town. The moment anyone made the slightest unusual move, they would be killed.

No one wanted to die.

Time passed, second by second. Half an hour later, Shui Yuntian was the first to open her eyes. Her aura was much stronger than before, and an eighth soul ring slowly revolved beneath her feet, radiating powerful pressure.

An eight-ring Soul Douluo. She had finally become a true Soul Douluo.

But there was some regret in her expression. No soul bone. That sixty-thousand-year Ice Crystal Crane had not produced a soul bone.

Feng Wuhen also opened his eyes. His aura was just as powerful, and his Eighth Soul Ring was equally imposing. But he had no soul bone either.

The two exchanged a glance and both saw the regret in each other's eyes. For Soul Beasts of ten thousand years or more, the chance of producing a soul bone was not