Entering the Hunting Forest! Target, a Millennium Beast!

"This brat." Hearing this, Grandmaster paused. A unique scent from the forest wafted over, and countless towering trees, exotic flowers, and strange fruits appeared before Wang Feng, as if he were standing in a primeval forest. Hearing this, Su Yuntao's expression changed. He snorted, rummaged through his robes, and pulled out a token, handing it to Wang Feng. Along the way, Grandmaster had already explained to Tang San in great detail much of the knowledge regarding spirit beasts, spirit rings, and age limits... As long as a spirit master reaches the peak of a stage and requires a spirit ring to advance, they can use a token provided by Spirit Hall to enter the Hunting Forest to hunt spirit beasts... Boom, rumble... After pondering for a moment, he shook his head and said, "It's very difficult. If he can hunt a hundred-year spirit beast on his own, that would already be quite an achievement. Anything higher—two hundred, three hundred, or even four hundred years—would carry significant risks even for a level thirty battle spirit master of the assault type." It was morning now; he would likely reach the Hunting Forest by the afternoon. But what truly made Su Yuntao take notice was his strength. Walking to the entrance, Wang Feng took out the token and handed it to the guard. Wang Feng nodded, "Just me. Let me in." A bright green giant snake, fully five meters long, crashed onto the ground! Instead of stopping, he kept running forward without pause. Wang Feng sprinted the entire way; he had considered hiring a carriage, but after some thought, he decided to use the opportunity for some exercise and didn't hire one. Tang San nodded and touched the jade belt around his waist. Tang San felt that what Grandmaster said made a lot of sense. "Also, Master Su, I am now at level ten spirit power and need a spirit ring to advance. According to the rules, you at Spirit Hall should also give me a token." "Let's look a little longer. We will likely have to spend the night here," Grandmaster continued. Su Yuntao instructed, "Also, you must return it to Spirit Hall after you are done." Wang Feng touched the heavy token, shouldered his pack, prepared some simple food and water, and ran straight toward the Hunting Forest. "If you don't give me the token, I won't give you the rest of the story for Soul Breaking the Firmament," Wang Feng continued. At the other end of the Hunting Forest! However, Tang San felt that Brother Feng might be able to hunt even stronger spirit beasts... At least two or three hundred years should be possible, but anything higher was impossible. The guard returned the token to Wang Feng, said nothing more, and opened the gate... That's way too weak. Anyway, with the Meteor Tear, as long as he had a breath left, he wouldn't die. This brat was a bit too overconfident. "We have a token, four out of five, looking for a high-output, high-healing recovery-type spirit master! Level twenty or above!" "Little friend, are you all alone?" The steel gate, standing ten meters high, slowly creaked open. But the strength of this child with innate full spirit power was something Su Yuntao admired and praised. "Five meters long, it should be a Datura Snake of about five hundred years, right?! Although its scales are extremely hard, its weakness is too obvious..." This child possessed innate full spirit power, but his spirit wasn't outstanding; the two factors canceled each other out, making him not worth inviting into Spirit Hall. Boom! "You told me he was very strong. But I haven't seen it with my own eyes. Perhaps, roughly, around a hundred years. That should be his limit. Furthermore, it depends on the type of spirit beast; if it's a highly aggressive beast-type spirit beast, it would be even harder." However, Wang Feng shook his head and smiled, saying: Looking around, the bustle gave him the illusion of having returned to his past life. Looking at the market surrounding the exterior, Wang Feng was reminded of the various shops and stalls that would always gather outside train stations in his previous life. "No problem!" Meanwhile. "..." Su Yuntao frowned. "No need. I just want to hunt the spirit beast myself." "Super-strong power-type spirit master, Elephant spirit, thick skin and flesh, durable, looking for a team!" Suddenly, a loud noise erupted from the dense forest! He sighed inwardly, feeling that Grandmaster was truly good to him. "Take it, take it! You brat, don't come looking for me if you get hurt later!" "Little San must be in there looking for a spirit beast with Grandmaster, right?" "Don't worry, teacher will help you find a suitable spirit." A thousand-year spirit beast is at least equivalent to the strength of a spirit master at level forty or above! He might have to spend the night in the Hunting Forest, so he naturally needed to prepare a bit more. "Although this is the lowest-level token, don't you dare lose it, kid! Otherwise, it will be very troublesome." Join Spirit Hall? With what he had now, if he couldn't even hunt a spirit beast on his own and had to rely on others, what was the point? Did he want to help him? Wang Feng's blood began to boil slightly. Once he saw how powerful spirit beasts were, he would definitely come begging for help later. Looking closely, the token was pitch-black, with a sword pointing downward carved in the center. He didn't even appreciate the gesture, insisting on hunting the spirit beast himself. "Thousand-year spirit beast! Here I come!" "Wealth is sought in danger." Tang San sighed slightly. Walking through the dense forest, there were several paths worn down by predecessors, and Wang Feng felt a bit excited. Wang Feng leaned against the giant green snake, the short sword in his hand stained with so much venom during the battle that it looked increasingly sharp. The snake's body writhed in reluctance. The guard frowned and said, "You're so young, do you really want to go in there? Without an elder to accompany you, it's very dangerous. If something happens inside, no one can be held responsible." Wang Feng said with a smile. It wasn't until the afternoon, seven or eight hours later, that Wang Feng arrived at the market outside the Hunting Forest. The token traced an arc in the air and was accurately caught by Wang Feng. However, Su Yuntao felt that once this kid went to Spirit Hall, he would likely be scared back. It took a six-year-old child to force him to use his spirit avatar and spirit skills just to suppress and defeat him. It felt strangely familiar. In a corner of the Hunting Forest. Taking a deep breath, Wang Feng put away the token and walked in. Just as Wang Feng entered the Hunting Forest. Although he didn't know if all those with innate full spirit power were like this—after all, besides this brat and the kid with the Blue Silver Grass spirit, Su Yuntao had never seen another case of innate full spirit power. Su Yuntao looked at Wang Feng. "This Solitary Bamboo has ten years of cultivation. Its characteristic is toughness, which is relatively compatible with your Blue Silver Grass spirit. But this is far from enough." Even for geniuses from major clans, no one dared to hunt a thousand-year spirit beast while still at level ten and not yet a spirit master. It was almost impossible! If not for the Meteor Tear, perhaps Wang Feng would have chosen to join a faction. But there was definitely a life-threatening risk. "So lively!" This was just him testing the waters. Wang Feng: "..." There were also patrolling guards nearby. Even this spirit tool was given to him as a gift; he must not let Grandmaster down. But Wang Feng didn't even look and walked straight in. "Little San, according to my theory, the limit a level ten spirit master can withstand for their first spirit ring is about four hundred years." The prices for things here were also ridiculously expensive. Wang Feng felt there was no need at all! "Green Hat? Get lost..." Grandmaster patted the green Solitary Bamboo in front of him. The more powerful a spirit ring one wants to obtain, the more dangerous it naturally is. "Okay." Tang San seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, "Grandmaster, Brother Feng wants to hunt his spirit beast himself. What age spirit ring can he hunt?" Su Yuntao shook his head, turned around, and walked back into Spirit Hall. "I am an auxiliary-type spirit master, my spirit is Green Hat, and I can provide strong protection... anyone interested? Hey, do you want to see my spirit first? Okay..." Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges—this was the name Tang San gave to this jade belt. Before long, the Datura Snake slowly calmed down, and a yellow spirit ring rose from its body. Grandmaster led Tang San through the Hunting Forest, "So, this time, we must try our best to find a spirit beast close to this value! Besides, you have innate full spirit power, so you must not waste this talent!" Wang Feng muttered to himself. He sought out Su Yuntao because such a token required a guarantor. "This is the Hunting Forest!" Wanting to hunt a spirit beast of this level was, for Wang Feng, no different from ascending to heaven! A hint of a smile appeared on Grandmaster's stern face, "After all, only in this way can the teacher's role be reflected." Wang Feng thought for a moment and walked straight toward the gate of the Hunting Forest, which looked like a city wall. But now, there was absolutely no need! Moreover, Wang Feng also wanted to train himself by hunting on his own.