The Origin of Han Ming

Listening to Wu Qi's explanation, the woman did not get angry. "I don't want to hear you talk. I only want to see proof with my own eyes."

"Come out! Don't let them get away!"

As soon as she spoke, more than a dozen burly men emerged from the hotel.

Their strengths ranged from Soul Grandmasters to high-level Soul Elders.

The woman before them was even more terrifying. Four Soul Rings—white, yellow, yellow, and purple—shone beneath her feet. She was clearly a Soul Ancestor.

The strongest people exiled in Death Grand Canyon were Soul Emperors.

Soul Emperors were the peak combatants here and normally did not appear in the inner city lightly. The same was true for Soul Kings.

On the surface, the strongest people in this city were Soul Ancestors.

And the aura around this woman clearly belonged to a high-level Soul Ancestor.

"This opponent's tough!" Qian Gu Changkong frowned tightly.

If he could do it over, he definitely would not have given her charity! Nor would he have doubted Spirit Hall's judgment!

Wu Qi swept his gaze over everyone, then suddenly smiled. "What, you think you can keep me here? Do you think I'd dare sneak in if I didn't have some skill?"

The woman sneered. "Quit bluffing. Do you think I can't see through you?"

"As smart people, you should know that those who adapt to the times are the wise ones!"

Wu Qi's gaze turned cold. "Your words have made me very unhappy."

Three Soul Rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—appeared. Immediately afterward, the purple Soul Ring burst with dazzling light.

"Third Spirit Skill, Raging Windstorm!"

The Azure Luan Spirit rapidly flapped its wings, stirring up a fierce storm within the alley.

The wind was like blades, easily slicing open the faces of the group.

The lead woman's expression changed slightly. "A Soul Elder has such a powerful Spirit Skill. If you reach the Soul Ancestor stage, I won't be your match! But unfortunately, today is the day you die!"

"Attack!"

At her command, the dozen or so burly men behind her simultaneously unleashed their spirits.

The woman's spirit was the Black Widow, a spider carrying deadly venom.

Wu Qi's expression darkened.

If he was poisoned by the Black Widow, he was afraid he would truly die here today.

The Venomous Flashhorn Deer in his hand could only warn him of poison; it could not detoxify it!

"Changkong, prepare to retreat!"

Over the years, the two had practiced coordination. Naturally, Qian Gu Changkong understood what Wu Qi intended to do next.

He raised the Coiling Dragon Staff above his head, making as though he were about to attack.

"Overestimating yourselves." Black Widow sneered.

Wu Qi's Third Spirit Skill had indeed caused them some trouble.

Not knowing whether he had another trick up his sleeve, she did not dare rush in recklessly.

Wu Qi did not linger in battle. He grabbed Qian Gu Changkong's Coiling Dragon Staff and took him into the air to retreat.

"Bye-bye, then!" Qian Gu Changkong laughed as he waved at them.

Black Widow wanted to pursue them, but the Azure Luan Spirit had an extremely high flight ceiling and quickly vanished into the night. How was she supposed to find them?

"Big Sis, there aren't any flying-type Spirit Masters in the canyon. Judging by them, it seems they really did sneak in."

One of the burly men, who had heard Wu Qi's words, could not help but analyze the situation.

Earlier, both sides had already exposed each other's identities. There was no need for Wu Qi to deny where they had come from.

For a moment, Black Widow could not determine their identities.

They definitely could not stay in the city tonight.

Wu Qi took Qian Gu Changkong to a safe place in the outskirts to rest.

Thinking back on what had just happened, Qian Gu Changkong said furiously, "That bitch actually tried to pull that on us. Once I break through to Soul King, just watch me smash her head in with my Coiling Dragon Staff."

Wu Qi suddenly smiled and shrugged. "You look like you're raging because you can't do anything about it."

"Now that we've had this experience, just be more careful in the future. There's no need to panic. We should think about what to do next."

Having escaped the inner city, if they wanted to find Soul Ancestors or Soul Elder Experts again, they could only wait in the outskirts for chance encounters.

If the environment did not favor him, Wu Qi would not dare attack a Soul Ancestor lightly. Their coming training would likely be impossible to complete within a month.

As he pondered this, a figure in white stood not far from them, exceptionally conspicuous beneath the moonlight.

The moment Wu Qi noticed the person, he became wary.

Anyone who could silently appear near them was not to be underestimated.

That figure, however, looked somewhat familiar.

As the man drew closer, Wu Qi's brows relaxed slightly. "Brother Han, what brings you here at this time?"

He was not familiar with Han Ming and had no idea what the other man wanted.

They had only just escaped from the inner city when they ran into Han Ming. If he claimed he was not here for the Gold Badge, no one would believe him even if beaten to death.

Han Ming chuckled and raised a hand. "No need to be nervous. I'm here to help you. Tell me, what are your mission objectives? Perhaps I can offer some assistance."

Wu Qi frowned.

Qian Gu Changkong kept his right hand behind his back, ready to fight.

"I don't understand what you mean!"

Seeing this, Han Ming could neither laugh nor cry.

He took out a token from his robes and tossed it into Wu Qi's hand. "I am an inspector within Death Grand Canyon."

An inspector was someone tasked with monitoring the criminals' every move. Should the criminals show signs of rebellion, he needed to secretly nip it in the bud or promptly report it to Spirit Hall.

The identities of inspectors were confidential. To outsiders, Han Ming only claimed that he had been exiled here.

"Your elders asked me to provide you with a bit of convenience. What, you still don't believe me?"

Wu Qi finally relaxed and returned the token to him.

Within Spirit Hall, Worship Hall truly could not reveal information about the canyon to him.

But once they entered the canyon, having a "local" tell them about it gave no one anything to criticize.

Presumably, Hu Liena and the others had also received Han Ming's help when they came here.

After some discussion, Han Ming gave a helpless, bitter smile. "The survival mission is easy enough. But for your collection mission, you can only find a way to kill someone."

"Furthermore, Black Widow has already set her sights on you. Even if your identities have not been exposed, you will still have trouble the moment you appear before her again."

Qian Gu Changkong anxiously pressed, "Brother Han, are there any low-level Soul Ancestors? As long as I get a Purple Badge, my mission will be complete."

Han Ming had been about to object, but when he recalled Wu Qi's strength, he no longer thought Qian Gu Changkong was dreaming.

When Wu Qi had slain Hu'er Han earlier, Han Ming had watched from the shadows. If the two worked together, it was not impossible for them to kill a low-level Soul Ancestor.

After thinking for a moment, Han Ming remembered someone. "Tie Dao Wang Tong, a level forty-one Soul Ancestor. He has a Purple Badge and lives in the city."

"That fellow keeps a low profile and rarely leaves the city. Besides, I cannot directly intervene to help you complete the assessment. That is the bottom line."

"I'll tell you everything about him in detail later. As for how to lure him out of the city, that will be up to you."

"There are also several other low-level Soul Ancestors, but their whereabouts are uncertain. I can't say where they might be."

With Han Ming's help, this trial became much easier.

However, the two of them did not let down their guard because of it.

Han Ming could not save them at a critical moment of life and death. If Black Widow came looking for them again, it would still be troublesome.

After some thought, Wu Qi decided to lie low in the outskirts for the time being and wait for a low-level Soul Ancestor to appear.