Huo Yutong: Brother, My Martial Soul Really Is the White Tiger!

Crack! Crack-crack!

The cocoon of light scattered into motes, and a tall blue-haired girl opened her eyes. One was black, the other gold.

A faint tiger's roar came from within her body, while the White Tiger's corpse behind her had lost its bright color.

"I broke through!"

A divine gleam flashed through Huo Yutong's eyes. With a grasp of her hand, a sacred staff entwined in black, white, and gold condensed into being.

Black, black, black, black, red, red—six soul rings abruptly rose beneath her feet. Their faint glow illuminated her pretty face.

After absorbing the bloodline power bestowed upon her by the White Tiger, her Soul Power had risen by more than ten levels in a year, reaching level sixty-three.

The White Tiger senior had even given her an inheritance. Her two soul rings had also been obtained after completing its trials.

"I'm closer to Brother now."

She put away her Martial Soul and let out a long breath. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the urgency in her heart eased considerably.

Brother's terrifying cultivation speed had always put tremendous pressure on her.

With her mother's example before her, she did not want to merely hide behind Brother. She wanted to protect him too.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Suddenly, ripples spread through space, and several figures silently appeared. They were Jiang Yi and the others, who had sensed the disturbance.

"Brother, Teacher, Sister Qiu'er, and Sister Tian Meng..."

Huo Yutong looked at the four of them and happily greeted them.

Because of the Eye of True Sight, Tian Meng and the others could not hide from her at all. Fortunately, Jiang Yi had not made much effort to conceal himself either.

"Damn! Two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings? That's not right! There aren't any Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts in the