"Xiao Wu, what are you trying to do?"
"Don't do anything stupid!"
Tang San's heart clenched sharply, and he had a terrible feeling that something bad was about to happen.
In contrast, a meaningful gleam flashed through Tang Xiao's eyes as he lay heavily injured on the ground.
Could it be that Xiao Wu knew her chances of surviving today were slim and had decided to sacrifice herself to Xiao San?
If it was truly as he had guessed, then as her uncle, he had to lead his great-nephew out of Spirit City no matter what!
A Spirit King with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring still had limitless potential!
Such talent was something even his grandfather, Tang Chen, had never possessed!
"Third Brother."
"Just as I said before, I'll protect you."
Xiao Wu's gaze gradually became resolute.
She stepped forward and looked up at Bibi Dong.
"Bibi Dong."
"You can have my Soul Ring and Spirit Bone!"
"But you must let Third Brother leave safely, and you must not lay another hand on the sect behind him!"
"Otherwise, even if I self-destruct, I won't let you obtain anything!"
"Oh?"
Bibi Dong looked at her with interest.
"You rabbit are rather devoted."
"I agree to your request."
At this point, a smile appeared at the corner of Bibi Dong's lips.
"However, what I want is not an ordinary sacrifice."
"I want you to initiate the most thorough soul sacrifice and leave behind your Soul Ring, Spirit Bone, and all your soul power!"
The benefits gained from forcibly hunting a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast were naturally far inferior to those gained through sacrifice.
If the other party willingly offered a sacrifice, the absorption process would undoubtedly go much more smoothly, and the power gained would be more complete.
The sixth Soul Ring of Bibi