"Though this Ten-Thousand-Year Snow Lotus could hardly be called a supreme treasure, it shared the same origin as your Martial Soul."
"If you consume it, it should still strengthen your foundation considerably."
The middle-aged man turned his gaze toward the Snow Lotus, his brows lifting slightly.
"However, it seems there's a guardian Soul Beast around the Snow Lotus."
Any spiritual treasure born between heaven and earth would usually have Soul Beasts guarding it. It had practically become an unwritten rule.
After all, Soul Beasts were far more sensitive to such heavenly treasures than humans.
"Teacher Lang Ya, I'll have to trouble you, then."
The young woman beside the middle-aged man was breathtakingly beautiful, though she appeared rather delicate. Her lovely eyes shimmered like rippling water, and even from afar, one could sense the faint gentleness surrounding her.
"Heh, Wei Na, why are you being so polite with me?"
Lang Ya laughed loudly and stepped forward. Two yellow, two purple, and four black Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet in succession.
This unremarkable middle-aged man with an oversized head was actually a Spirit Douluo with the optimal Soul Ring configuration.
Invisible spiritual power surged from between his brows, instantly spreading through every corner of the area.
"There's something there!"
Lang Ya pointed toward a patch of space not far from the Snow Lotus, and the fourth Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up.
His spiritual attack shot out like a sharp spike, viciously piercing toward where he pointed.
Crack!
Crack!
Like the sound of shattering glass, the space before them suddenly fractured. Yet the scene before their eyes seemed no different from before.
"Teacher Lang Ya, what kind of Soul Beast technique is this?"
Four Soul Rings appeared beneath Wei Na's feet almost instantly, and a wary expression appeared on her