The Third Thirty-Eight Chapters: The Old Man's Call to Arms

"Oh, Lord Wang, you can have a thousand-year-old ghost hand."

Huo Yuhao waved his hand:

"Believe in your forty-seven Star Class cultivation, ask Lord Wang to help."

"Oh? Isn't it just a thousand-year-old ghost hand? It's a little boy's ghost hand."

"Then I'll call you that."

Huo Yuhao approached:

"It's a ghost puppet from the Ice Seal Forest, named Ice Seal Dragon. Lord Wang has seen it before."

Hmph!

Wang Yan took a sip of water, and the ghost's hand stopped. His eyebrows furrowed.

"Your little boy's ghost puppet is not bad."

Before, Huo Yuhao had refined three ghost puppets, making them his second Star Class subordinates.

However, mixed with the Great Swamp Ghost Realm's mixed-bloods, they were also looked down upon or even despised by Star Class cultivators.

And the Thousand-Year-Old Dragon Seal, which was mentioned above, was another one of his refined items. It was originally his second Star Class subordinate.

However, one person was looking for the Soul Beast Emperor, and the other was Lord Wang, who had forty-seven Star Class cultivation. He was also a little surprised.

"Little boy, if you want to refine a ghost puppet, you can ask the old man yourself. The old man is very willing to cooperate."

Wang Yan explained:

"It's a group of ghost puppets, and there's one in each group. There must be a thousand-year-old beast king."

"That's fine. If the Thousand-Year-Old Dragon Seal is attacked, the entire group of Heavenly Dao will release the Ice Seal Dragon, and it will not be able to react in time."

"Unless Lord Wang makes a move, it will be difficult to collect one in a group of beasts."

"If Lord Wang makes a move..."

He had underestimated the group of ghost puppets.

If he had the ability to ask for help, then the matter of collecting the thousand-year-old Star Class would definitely be known to the Great Void True Dragon. Hmph, it was still within the Great Void True Dragon's grasp.

"Then I don't know if Lord Wang will make a move, and how many years it will take?"

Huo Yuhao asked.

"Little boy, don't worry about that."

Wang Yan shook his head.

"The Ancient Deep Old Man won't make a move, but... adding your mother, who is your mother's Lord Wang, has a seventy percent chance."

Wang Yan tilted his head.

"No, your fate is to be rewarded. Even if there are no thousand-gold soul beasts, your mother is unlikely to make a move."

Hmph, it was just a fate. These years, relying on the Great Swamp Ghost Realm, he had also reached nearly twenty ranks. He had used some, but there were still ten years of foundation.

"Hmph, Lord Wang, let's go."

Huo Yuhao smiled and said:

"I swear I will only ask Lord Zhou to help, what do you think?"

He took out a golden soul beast card and placed it on the table.

"Hmph, it's not enough for you to have it."

Wang Yan picked up the card and read the handwriting on it. He couldn't help but sigh.

"Alright, that old Zhou, I'll handle it. Tomorrow morning, we'll gather at the entrance of the college."

"Then thank Lord Wang."

"As for you, little boy, you can go back and refine it."

"Okay, then I'll leave first."

Huo Yuhao waved his hand and walked out of the room.

As soon as he returned to the dormitory, Lin Xin and Xu Sanshi were already waiting for him.

"What's wrong, Master, are you unhappy today?"

"It's nothing, of course!"

Huo Yuhao raised his eyebrows.

"It's just that refining the ghost puppet can be a little dangerous, and Lord Zhou is also with you."

"Ah, what?"

Lin Xin exclaimed.

"Old man, what kind of ghost puppet are you trying to refine, and you actually need the Star Class to be so crowded?"

"Secret."

"You knew it was going to be like this."

"Hahaha, quick! Don't think you can escape today!"

Tang Yin fell silent, and Suo Xiaoxu and Mu Liang walked forward, stopping at the door with a smile that wasn't very friendly.

"Oh, here we go."

Tang Gui stretched his limbs, his bones creaking with a crisp sound.

"Good, let me see how you two will be defeated this time."

Tang Yin fell silent, and the three of them immediately started fighting!

There was no sword energy, no spiritual energy, only pure physical combat skills and exquisite techniques.

Mu Liang launched the first attack. With a powerful roar, he slammed his fist towards Tang Gui's face, his fist whistling.

Tang Gui was truly arrogant. He knew he was facing a strong opponent, and his aura surged.

Suo Xiaoxu's agile movements were like a phantom. He dodged Tang Gui's attack, his body twisting, and with a swift movement, he kicked towards Tang Gui's lower abdomen.

The two cooperated tacitly, their attacks sharp and precise.

Facing the combined attack of the two, Tang Gui quickly dodged. He swayed his left hand downwards, and his fingers nimbly clasped Mu Liang's wrist, pulling him in and then pushing him away.

Mu Liang only needed to exert a little force, and his originally fierce fist attack was diverted. The entire person lost control and flew towards the two of them.

At the same time, Tang Gui's right leg rose like a demon's claw, and at an unbelievable angle, it accurately kicked Suo Xiaoxu's ankle.

"Bang!"

A muffled groan. Suo Xiaoxu only felt a sharp pain in his leg, and his body uncontrollably fell backward. All his strength seemed to be dissolved, making him unable to even breathe.

In just a moment, the combined attack of the two was broken.

"As expected, you are not weak either."

Tang Gui smiled faintly, "But your strength is too great, and your speed is too slow."

"Again!"

Mu Liang roared, his fighting spirit ignited.

He no longer held back and unleashed the phantom techniques he had honed in the fierce battle.

Stomp, kick, knee. Every move was filled with a fierce momentum.

Suo Xiaoxu also endured the pain and his entire body moved. He abandoned the direct frontal assault and instead weaved through, using his phantom-like speed and agility to constantly attack Tang Gui's weak points.

In an instant, their small battleground was filled with collisions.

Tang Gui stood his ground, his feet rooted. He allowed the two to attack him like a storm, but he was like a rock, completely unmoved.

The intensity of his breathing was heavy. Every time he blocked or parried, he felt a dull ache. He seemed to be losing a little bit of strength.

Mu Liang's kicks were like a whirlwind. He didn't even need his hands, just his legs. His body leaned back, showing an incredible arc, causing the attack to miss.

"This is the 'Stormy Sea' technique, a teaching from the 'Storm Temple'!"

Dozens of rounds passed. Mu Liang and Suo Xiaoxu were already panting, their bodies covered in sweat.

Tang Gui, on the other hand, was still calm and composed.

"This is the gap!"

The strength of his aura was improving in all directions.

He had experienced thousands of years of battles, and his body had already reached an unimaginable realm.

Now, his spiritual strength was even stronger than the peak of the 'Spirit Sovereign' realm.

He also had spiritual power. Summoning was a necessary assistance. Even if he had reached the 'Spirit God' realm, it was already enough.

"I see clearly now."