Yellow sand billowed across the sky, blocking out the sunlight for a moment before the gale swept it away.
The blazing sun roasted the desert from high above, making even the sand scalding hot. An egg cracked on it would be half-cooked before long.
The caravan moved across the desert at an unhurried pace. Two 'dwarf' slaves had died that morning. They had originally been soldiers of the Milu Kingdom, whose full name was 'Milusos.' It was an allied kingdom, originally formed from three large dwarf tribes. After years of change, its authority had been completely unified and expanded, becoming the Milusos it was today.
These Milu slaves had been bought cheaply from the front lines. After the 'holy souls' within their bodies were forcibly destroyed, they had been sent into the territory of the Shayan Kingdom to serve as slaves.
Through indirect probing, Su Xiao learned some very important information: regardless of whether they belonged to the Shayan Kingdom or the Milu Kingdom, all soldiers under their command could obtain a holy soul after passing the recruit assessment.
These holy souls were rather special. Though they were formed from the souls of extraordinary creatures, those creatures were not wild. They had been raised in large numbers by the two kingdoms.
These holy souls also had another name: gray souls. Gray souls were vastly different from holy souls. No matter how they were perfected, gray souls could only strengthen the body; they could never awaken extraordinary abilities.
Holy souls were different. During cultivation, they not only strengthened the body, but after reaching a certain level, they could also awaken extraordinary abilities based on the holy soul's traits, the individual's physique, personality, and so on.
Gray souls were a symbol of the soldiers. They could not be cultivated and could only