In Chaos City, the Lord of Chaos City was still giving Bai Yue instructions, his deep care evident in every word.
"Remember!" the Lord of Chaos City said solemnly. "The most important thing... never let a soul attack control you and turn you into a soul slave. If that happens, even I will have no way to help you."
Bai Yue nodded to show that he understood. With the Dao Fruit protecting him, it was fundamentally impossible for him to be enslaved.
"If you suffer a soul attack and cannot withstand it, you would rather self-destruct and die than become a soul slave." The Lord of Chaos City stared at Bai Yue.
"Self-destruct?" Bai Yue nodded.
"This is my token." With a flip of his hand, the Lord of Chaos City produced a Golden Token. Faint carvings covered it, vaguely depicting a city.
Bai Yue accepted it respectfully.
"If you encounter danger and cannot endure it, destroy this token immediately. Its material is very fragile—it is C9 Alloy, and you can easily crush it. This token carries my spiritual imprint. Once you crush it, I will know at once and arrive in the shortest possible time!" the Lord of Chaos City said solemnly.
Bai Yue nodded.
"Of course... I do not wish for you to be forced to use this token." The Lord of Chaos City looked at Bai Yue. "What I hope is... that you can rely on your own strength to become a supreme expert, one whom the Alien Race cannot shake. Before you leave, there is one final thing I must tell you—"
"Remember, means of survival come first." The Lord of Chaos City said solemnly, "With supreme life-preserving methods, other experts will not dare provoke you. Take the Immortal Venerate of the Giant Axe Fighting Arena,