Xu Tianran Had a Death Wish!

Xu Tianran had never imagined that hunting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast could be so simple and easy.

Two Rank 8 Standard Soul Cannon Shells came crashing down, and the Ten Thousand Year Fire Rat lay on the ground and started twitching.

One had to know, to deal with the Ten Thousand Year Fire Rat, he had made many preparations and had even deliberately chosen to fight at night. According to the fire rat's habits, its spiritual power and combat strength would both weaken at night.

Yet he had never expected that all his preparations would be useless.

If Huo Yuhao were here, he would tell Xu Tianran that soul beasts were no good. Even at a million years, they still were not, let alone when the fire rat was only a hundred thousand years old.

Fire rats and ice silkworms could be called the wolong fengchu of Douluo Continent.

In the past, Xu Tianran had always heard descriptions of some super soul beast being comparable to a ten-thousand-year one at a thousand years, or comparable to a hundred-thousand-year one at ten thousand years. This was his first time encountering a situation where a hundred-thousand-year one was comparable to a ten-thousand-year one.

What did that even count as?

A hundred-thousand-year Beast King body on par with a minion?

Xu Tianran only had one thought now—using two Rank 8 Standard Soul Cannon Shells had been a loss!

Rank 7, or even Rank 6, should have been more or less enough to deal with the Ten Thousand Year Fire Rat.

He was even starting to hesitate now over whether he should absorb the Ten Thousand Year Fire Rat's soul ring. He was worried that the quality of his martial soul would be dragged down.

If the fire rat had so much as turned