Dai Yunze thought speechlessly, If I hadn't happened to pass by that "Combat Formation" just now, and if I hadn't had five Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings capable of intimidating the Noumenon Sect disciples, would I have been dragged into that Combat Formation by now?
Long Hanyu wore a regretful expression. "If a new disciple walks into the Combat Formation without knowing what it is, then after admitting defeat, not only might we obtain a Soul Bone, but the new disciple could also directly undergo a Body Martial Soul Second Awakening. But if the new disciple is dragged in, the rewards won't be nearly as good."
Hearing this, Dai Yunze finally understood why the Noumenon Sect disciples had been so excited earlier. Still, he asked doubtfully, "The rewards from that Combat Formation can even include Soul Bones?" Was the Noumenon Sect really that wealthy?
Long Hanyu said, "There's only a chance. Most of the time, it directly raises a disciple's Soul Power by three to five levels, or grants some heavenly treasures that strengthen the foundation and nurture vitality, or pills. As for Soul Bones, it's said that fewer than ten disciples have received one so far."
The more Dai Yunze listened, the more familiar this setup felt. Yet he could not recall where he had seen it before. He simply felt that something like this should not exist in a world like Douluo Continent.
As they chatted, they arrived before the tallest building. Long Hanyu led Dai Yunze through its entrance, and only then did Dai Yunze feel the gazes that had been fixed on him vanish behind the obstruction.
"By the way, I haven't asked how old you are this year, Junior Brother. You've already reached the cultivation of a Soul King," Long Hanyu said.
Dai Yunze glanced at him,