Night had fallen.
In the forest at the foot of the Ming Dou Mountains, a group of guards surrounded a carriage, protecting it and Dai Yunze inside from every direction.
After all, a forest of this size was home to a number of soul beasts, including mutated soul beasts unique to the Ming Dou Mountains. Their cultivation ages might not have been particularly high, but every one of them was a powerful creature.
Among the guards escorting Dai Yunze this time, the captain had the highest cultivation. He was a Soul Saint above rank seventy, a military veteran with extensive combat experience.
Apart from the captain, even the weakest of the others was a Four-Ring Soul Ancestor.
In short, with strength like theirs, as long as they did not encounter an exceptionally powerful Soul Douluo or a Titled Douluo, they could escort Dai Yunze safely to the White Tiger Duke, Dai Hao.
And that had indeed been the case. On their journey from Star Luo City, they had suffered several attacks from bandits, but the guards had repelled every one of them.
Watching from the sidelines along the way, Dai Yunze also understood that the guards considered his safety their highest priority. Otherwise, not a single bandit who attacked them would have escaped. Moreover, their Soul Saint captain had never truly taken action. He had simply stood quietly beside the carriage, released his martial soul, and displayed his seven soul rings to the bandits. That alone had been an enormous deterrent.
As mentioned before, unless they encountered an exceptionally powerful Soul Douluo, or another Soul Douluo, this escort had the strength to bring Dai Yunze safely to the White Tiger Duke, Dai Hao.
But why would someone like a Titled Douluo have the spare time to deal with them?
Besides,