Although we could just lie low for an hour without any problem, that would be a little boring. Should we stir things up? Protected in the middle by the others, Nan Fusheng looked highly vigilant on the surface, but a mischievous thought rose in his heart.
Tang Wulin, at the front, carefully parted the bushes ahead with Blue Silver Grass vines and led the group forward at a slow pace.
Because of the final exam, their most important task was to last for an hour. Hunting Soul Beasts came second.
Finding a relatively safe place was the priority.
"There are no Soul Beast movements nearby behind us or on either side," Zhang Yangzi reported.
Tang Wulin, walking at the front, nodded. Silver light flashed in his left hand as he gripped the Thousand-Refined Silver Hammer. His right hand remained free, since he might need to activate the Golden Dragon Claw at any moment to face an enemy.
Just then, a low growl suddenly sounded from ahead. A massive figure immediately appeared before the six of them.
It was a huge, powerfully built ape. A faintly fishy stench emanated from it, its fur grayish-black, while its eyes were blood-red. Blood-red.
After their first entry into the Spirit Ascension Platform, Wu Zhangkong had required the Zero Class students to diligently study the various types of Soul Beasts. Combined with their experience in the Spirit Ascension Platform, they now knew far more about Soul Beasts than before.
Everyone recognized it at once: a hundred-year Iron-Armed Ape. It was a humanoid Soul Beast, fast and powerful, with a pair of ape arms as hard as refined steel. Most troublesome of all, it possessed a group skill similar to an aura: Intimidation.
Once struck by Intimidation, Soul Masters with weaker spiritual power would be greatly