Xiao Wu in Danger, Yue Guan in Danger, Tang Hao in Danger!

In the Spirit Hall of Nuoding City.

Yue Guan looked at Vickers, the master of the Nuoding City Spirit Hall branch, his expression somewhat displeased.

"You're saying he left Nuoding City and went to the Spirit Beast Forest to obtain a spirit ring?"

Seeing Yue Guan's dark expression, Vickers broke out in a cold sweat and quickly replied, "Elder, I only just found out. At noon today, he and his fellow villager Tang San left the academy, saying they were going to the Spirit Beast Forest to obtain spirit rings."

"And who is taking them?" Yue Guan was in a bad mood. He felt that in such a backwater place, if some mediocre teacher took a talent like Xiao Feng to obtain a spirit ring and ended up with a ten-year one, the joke would be too big. As for Tang San? A Blue Silver Grass wasn't worth his attention.

"Elder, according to his roommate, it seems to be just the two of them."

Hearing Vickers's words, Yue Guan was momentarily stunned. Going to the Spirit Beast Forest without an escort? Wasn't that just asking for death? He couldn't help but curse under his breath, then looked at the three people behind him and said, "Head to the Spirit Beast Forest at top speed. Find them alive, or find their bodies."

"Yes!" The three responded, turned, and left immediately, rushing toward the Spirit Beast Forest at great speed. Based on their soul power fluctuations, they were confirmed to be Soul Saints.

Meanwhile, Yue Guan left the Spirit Hall branch alone. Just moments ago, he had sensed a strange aura—one that resembled the scent emitted by a spirit beast that had transformed into a human. He felt it necessary to investigate.

That aura he sensed was none other than Xiao Wu, who was out shopping!

And as luck would have it, a Title Douluo, worried about whether his son was adapting to academy life, had just stepped into Nuoding City.

Yue Guan: "Why do I suddenly feel a chill? And why is my right eyelid twitching like this?"

At this moment, Yue Guan had no idea that a life-threatening crisis was approaching him.

Meanwhile, in the Spirit Beast Forest.

Xiao Feng and Tang San looked at the few men in front of them, who wore malicious grins. Both of them smiled. Tang San smiled because he could finally get some action, and Xiao Feng? He loved this kind of grinding—taking down small mobs to level up.

Under the system's scan, Xiao Feng learned that the four men before him were mere weaklings, none even reaching level nineteen. He chuckled and said, "Xiao San, one each?"

"Just what I was thinking!"

"Let's see who kills faster!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Xiao Feng's figure shot forward. Though the four hadn't stated their intentions, one look at their leering faces told him exactly what they were after. Xiao Feng's plan was simple—"Kill them all!"

As Xiao Feng moved, Tang San was not slow either. Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, his entire body dashed toward the four like a phantom.

Seeing Xiao Feng and Tang San attack, the four sneered with contempt. In their eyes, how strong could a couple of brats be?

But Xiao Feng was about to teach them that you can't judge a book by its cover!

Xiao Feng reached a tall, skinny man, curled his lips into a smirk, and leaped high. His fist, coiled with power, struck out violently. The small fist carried an exaggerated force and slammed into the man's chest.

In an instant, the crisp sound of bones breaking rang out. Accompanied by a scream, the tall man flew backward, leaving a trail of bright blood in the air before hitting the ground and going cold on the spot. Xiao Feng's punch had directly shattered his heart.

At that moment, Xiao Feng's heart pounded violently. He was excited—wildly excited. It felt as if he were a born warrior; every time a battle began, his body would involuntarily tremble with exhilaration!

Adrenaline surged, and a ferocious grin spread across Xiao Feng's face. He was like a beast freed from its restraints—powerful and mad.

Watching Xiao Feng at that moment, even Tang San was stunned. It was the first time he had seen this side of Xiao Feng. But shock aside, his own movements didn't slow down in the slightest.

Hidden weapons flew out invisibly. With the ultimate techniques of the Tang Sect, in less than three breaths, the weakest of the four—a short, stout man—was killed by Tang San.

In just a few breaths, two of the four were dead, causing the remaining two's faces to change drastically.

"Careful! These two kids are also spirit masters!"

As they spoke, the two released their martial souls. Both appeared to be wolves, and each had a hundred-year spirit ring.

Xiao Feng and Tang San had assumed the enemies only had ten-year rings, but they were surprised to find hundred-year ones. After a brief pause, the two exchanged glances and laughed. To them, what did a hundred-year ring matter? Geniuses could fight above their level!

Not to mention Xiao Feng, a freak who started at level twenty!

Without a word, Xiao Feng pulled out the Immortal Killing Sword. The red-handled, silver-bladed sword, lacking a scabbard, radiated a biting chill. Meanwhile, a small blue grass bloomed in Tang San's hand.

Though neither had spirit skills, their combat experience was rich. One was a former Tang Sect disciple, the other had spent three months under the tutelage of the ninety-ninth-level Title Douluo, Rui Mengmeng.

Without speaking, the two charged forward in tacit coordination, one ahead and one behind, targeting the last two men.

"First Spirit Skill, Blade of Gale!"

"First Spirit Skill, Blade of Gale!"

The voices came from the two, who appeared to be brothers. With two flashes of yellow light, six formidable energy blades flew toward Xiao Feng and Tang San.

But such an attack was child's play for Xiao Feng and Tang San. They dodged it with ease.

"Blue Silver Grass!"

Lacking spirit skills, Tang San could only use the Blue Silver Grass to perform a basic entanglement on the two. But because the grass was too weak, it only restrained them for less than a second.

For Xiao Feng, that less-than-a-second was enough!

"Drai Vincent! One-Slash Kill!"

Gripping the Immortal Killing Sword, Xiao Feng moved like lightning, his blade rising and falling. With a low grunt, he looked at the sword in his hand. He vaguely felt that his blade had grown a little stronger.

[Immortal Killing Sword, legendary-grade martial soul. The exclusive weapon of an ancient god surnamed Wen. Special effect: Permanent stacking damage. Each kill adds a sliver of damage. The stronger the kill, the higher the damage stacked. This effect has no upper limit!] (Foreshadowing)

[Friendly reminder: This Immortal Killing Sword once cleaved an entire plane world in two.]

"Thud, thud!"

As two heads hit the ground, Xiao Feng dismissed the Immortal Killing Sword. This was his first time killing. He looked at the two headless corpses on the ground, feeling no discomfort or pity in his heart.

Because he knew this was no longer the world he had once known. In this world where strength reigned supreme, any discomfort or sympathy would only hasten his death. Though he had the system as his ultimate trump card and couldn't die, he still understood these truths.

After finishing everything, Xiao Feng returned to his original appearance, scratched the back of his head, and thought faintly, "Am I too cold-blooded? Why don't I feel anything at all after killing someone for the first time?"

Seeing Xiao Feng's decisiveness in striking, Tang San was filled with admiration. He, Tang San, could kill without emotional fluctuation, but that was because he had a lifetime of killing experience. On his first kill, he absolutely could not have reacted as calmly as Xiao Feng.

From this, it was clear just how formidable Xiao Feng's inner strength was!

On the other side, Yue Guan had already stopped Xiao Wu. He recognized her—she was the little ten-thousand-year Soft Bone Charm Rabbit that had escaped from Bibi Dong's grasp not long ago. Xiao Wu also recognized Yue Guan before her, and at this moment, she was terrified.

Unfortunately for her, Tang Hao happened to pass by and saw the two of them, Yue Guan and Xiao Wu.

Yue Guan: "Damn! Tang Hao?"

Tang Hao: "Damn, Little Chrysanthemum and a ten-thousand-year soul beast reincarnated as a human?"

Xiao Wu: "It's over. Two Title Douluo."

Yue Guan wanted to flee, but would Tang Hao let him go? The answer was impossible!

"Haha, today is truly a good day. Little Chrysanthemum, you can't escape. If I kill you, Bibi Dong will surely have a headache, won't she? Then I'll give this ten-thousand-year soul beast to that young master—he should be quite pleased, right?"

But what Tang Hao didn't know was...