Han Ming's Background

Listening to Wu Qi's explanation, the Woman did not get angry. "I don't want to hear you talk. I only believe what I see."

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

As soon as she finished speaking, more than a dozen Big Men walked out of the inn.

Their strength 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 within Death Canyon were Soul Emperors.

Soul Emperors were the peak combat power here and would not normally appear in the Inner City. The same went for Soul Kings.

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

The Woman before them clearly possessed the Aura of a High-level Soul Ancestor.

"This one's tough." Qiangu Changkong frowned deeply.

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 across everyone before suddenly smiling. "What, you think you can keep me here? Do you think I'd dare sneak in without some ability?"

The Woman sneered. "Stop hiding behind empty threats. Do you think I can't see through you?"

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

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 erupted with dazzling light.

Third Soul Skill, Storm Surge!

The Qing Luan Martial Soul rapidly beat its wings, whipping up a fierce storm within the alley.

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

The leading Woman's expression shifted slightly. "A Soul Elder has such a powerful Soul Skill. If you reached the Soul Ancestor stage, I might not be your match! But unfortunately, today is the day you die!"

"Attack!"

At her command, the dozen or so Big Men behind her simultaneously unleashed their Martial Souls.

The Woman's Martial Soul was the Black Widow, a spider carrying potent venom.

Wu Qi's expression darkened.

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

The Venomous Shining Horn Deer in his hand could only give a Poison Warning. It could not detoxify poison!

"Changkong, prepare to retreat!"

The two had practiced coordinating with each other over the years, so Qiangu Changkong naturally understood what Wu Qi intended to do next.

He raised the Coiling Dragon Staff over his head, looking as though he was about to strike.

"Overestimating yourselves." Black Widow sneered.

Wu Qi's Third Soul 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 Qiangu Changkong's Coiling Dragon Staff and carried him away through the air.

"See you later!" Qiangu Changkong laughed as he waved at them.

Black Widow wanted to give chase, but the Qing Luan Martial Soul 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 Soul Masters in the canyon. Judging by this, they really do seem to have snuck in."

One of the Men who had heard Wu Qi's words could not help analyzing the situation.

The two sides had already exposed each other's identities. There was no need for Wu Qi to deny where they came from.

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

They definitely could not remain in the city tonight.

Wu Qi brought Qiangu Changkong to rest in a safe spot outside the city.

Thinking of everything that had just happened, Qiangu Changkong said furiously, "That damned bitch actually pulled something like this. Once I break through to Soul King, I'll smash her head in with my Coiling Dragon Staff."

Wu Qi suddenly laughed and shrugged. "You look like you're raging out of helplessness."

"Let this experience teach you a lesson. There's no need to panic. Think about what we should do next instead."

Now that they had escaped the Inner City, if they wanted to find Soul Ancestors or Soul Elders, they could only wait outside the city for someone suitable to come along.

If the terrain was unfavorable, Wu Qi would not dare casually make a move against a Soul Ancestor. The rest of their training would likely be difficult to complete within a month.

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

The moment Wu Qi noticed him, he became vigilant.

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

Yet this figure seemed somewhat familiar.

When the man approached, Wu Qi's frown eased slightly. "Brother Han, why have you come at this hour?"

He was not familiar with Han Ming and had no idea what he wanted.

They had only just escaped the Inner City when they ran into Han Ming. If Han Ming was not after the Gold Badge, Wu Qi would not believe it even if he were beaten to death.

Han Ming chuckled and pressed a hand down. "No need to be nervous. I came to help you. Tell me, what are your mission objectives? I may be able to offer some assistance."

Wu Qi frowned.

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

"I don't understand what you mean!"

Han Ming was immediately torn between laughter and tears.

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

An inspector was someone who monitored the criminals' every move. If the criminals here showed signs of rebellion, he had to secretly eliminate the threat or promptly report it to Spirit Hall.

The identities of inspectors were kept secret. To outsiders, Han Ming would only claim that he had been exiled here.

"Your elders asked me to provide you with some conveniences. What, do you still not believe me?"

Wu Qi finally relaxed and returned the token to him.

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

But after they entered the canyon, if a "local" revealed it to them, no one could find fault with that.

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

After they spoke for a while, Han Ming smiled bitterly. "The Survival Mission is manageable, but for your Collection Mission, you'll have to find a way to kill someone."

"Moreover, Black Widow has already set her sights on you. Even if your identities have not been exposed, you'll still have trouble if you appear before her again."

Qiangu Changkong anxiously asked, "Brother Han, are there any Low-level Soul Ancestors? As long as I get one Purple Badge, my mission will be complete."

Han Ming had been about to refute him, but after recalling Wu Qi's strength, he no longer thought Qiangu Changkong was dreaming.

When Wu Qi killed Hu Erhan earlier, Han Ming had watched from the shadows. If the two worked together, killing a Low-level Soul Ancestor was not impossible.

Han Ming thought for a moment, then remembered someone. "Iron Blade Wang Tong, a level forty-one Soul Ancestor. He has a Purple Badge and lives in the city."

"That guy 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 you lure him out of the city, that will depend on yourselves."

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

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

However, neither of them relaxed because of it.

Han Ming could not save them when their lives were at stake. If Black Widow came looking for them again, it would still be troublesome.

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