"Forget it. I'll just keep walking and see." Jiang Siming wandered aimlessly through the deserted jungle.
After walking for roughly half a day, Jiang Siming saw signs of human activity in the distance.
But before Jiang Siming could feel happy, he suddenly sensed everything before his eyes slowly distorting. Though the distortions were extremely subtle, Jiang Siming noticed them at once.
"What a strange power! What kind of place is this?" Jiang Siming reached out, trying to grasp the distorted space-time, only to find that even his own hand had begun to twist slightly along with it.
"Strange! I clearly don't feel any harm, so why would such a bizarre phenomenon appear?" Jiang Siming frowned and sank into thought.
"Forget it! I should figure out where I am first." Jiang Siming shook his head. Since he could not make sense of it, he set the question aside for the moment.
"Little fellows, up ahead is the Star Dou Great Forest! Get ready. Your beloved little spirit rings are about to be yours!"
The middle-aged man leading the group joked as he looked at the seven youths behind him.
"Teacher Zhao, since you're leading the team, we probably won't need to do anything, right?" a sleazy little fatty near the back of the group said with a grin.
"Damn fatty, what are you thinking? We're here to train you this time. You think we're here to train me? Get your own spirit rings yourselves. What the hell does that have to do with me? As long as you don't die, that's enough!" The middle-aged man called Teacher Zhao waved his fist at the little fatty.
The other youths did not show too much surprise. After all, what he said was the truth. As spirit masters, they could not possibly live under