Three Black!

Three Black!

Wu Zhangkong had heard of such a move while chatting with Herta, but he had never seen its true effects. After all, Wu Zhangkong was alone, so Herta's soul skill could not fully display its power.

However, as the number of enemies around them increased, the terror of this soul skill truly revealed itself. Wu Zhangkong could not help but imagine what the outcome would be if Herta faced an army where everyone possessed more Soul Power than she did.

Herta would win!

With almost no hesitation, Wu Zhangkong gave that answer.

Even if that army had strict discipline and excellent weapons and equipment, Wu Zhangkong still made the same judgment.

Over this period, Wu Zhangkong had more or less figured out the personality of his student Herta. Aside from special circumstances, Herta was a straightforward and arrogant person.

Her talent, far surpassing that of ordinary people, meant that she could never truly interact with anyone as an equal.

Although Wu Zhangkong only taught Herta one lesson a week, he had undoubtedly spent a great deal of time observing this student of his.

Although Mu Xi and Ouyang Zixin appeared to be Herta's older sister and friend, a closer look showed that whenever the three acted together, Herta was basically the one taking the lead. The two of them clearly sensed the gap between themselves and Herta as well.

Moreover, Wu Zhangkong had noticed another issue. Herta always carried an indescribable arrogance about her. It was clearly different from the arrogance of a genius, yet Wu Zhangkong simply could not put his finger on what it was.

Glancing at Herta, who was drawing in Spiritual Power to strengthen her Soul Spirit, Wu Zhangkong could only shake his head. No matter what Herta was like, she was at least his student for now. He only needed to pave the road for her future.

Speaking of which, how much Mental Power did Herta have?

Wu Zhangkong suddenly remembered how Herta had previously refused to test her Mental Power. Without knowing it, raising her Soul Spirit within the Spirit Ascension Platform would be somewhat troublesome.

Yet Herta had now absorbed the Spiritual Power of over twenty Moon Shadow Wolves, increasing her Soul Spirit's age by at least four thousand years. And judging by her appearance, she had clearly not reached her limit yet. What was she trying to do?

Wu Zhangkong's gaze sharpened. Could it be that she planned to create a miracle?

Not enough! Far from enough!

Just as Wu Zhangkong had guessed, Herta was extremely dissatisfied with the age of her Soul Rings, and a new idea had emerged within her. To ordinary people, this idea was somewhat insane, but for Herta, it was just right!

Herta's Soul Spirit, "Bai Ze," was a White-Winged Lion slightly over two thousand years old, so the Soul Rings displayed on Herta's body were two purple Soul Rings.

But how could such a level possibly satisfy Herta?

Taking advantage of this visit to the Spirit Ascension Platform, she would directly raise her Soul Spirit beyond thirty thousand years! That way, Herta could immediately possess three black Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!

However, because the Spiritual Power gained was only one-tenth of that possessed by the original soul beasts, even though Herta had killed more than twenty two-thousand-year Moon Shadow Wolves, her Soul Spirit's age had only increased by four thousand years.

If she wanted three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, she would need to continue absorbing soul beasts whose combined ages exceeded two hundred and forty thousand years. That would not be easy.

Even in the riotous Spirit Ascension Platform, accomplishing such a thing would be extremely difficult, because no one could possibly have enough Soul Power to sustain so many battles.

But Herta was different. She could definitely do it!

"Teacher Wu, let's keep moving!"

When Herta rose to her feet once more, the light flickering around her made Wu Zhangkong's expression change slightly. Any soul master would recognize Herta's current state: she was meditating! And meditating while moving, at that!

It seemed that Herta truly had big plans for this Spirit Ascension Platform trip. But when she encountered those high-age soul beasts, would she really be a match for them?

The facts proved that Wu Zhangkong had overthought it. After Herta smashed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast to bits right before his eyes, he never had such thoughts again.

From beginning to end, Wu Zhangkong had not made a single move. Herta seemed to be on a roll, picking off those high-level thousand-year soul beasts with ease. Every so often, she would even approach the edge of the Core Area and casually take down several Ten Thousand Year Soul Beasts.

Watching Herta look down on those thousand-year soul beasts with disdain, Wu Zhangkong's eyelids twitched. Even the Spirit Pagoda staff observing from outside had the same thought.

Could Heavenly Phoenix Douluo have opened a back door for her?

But thoughts were just thoughts. Such things could not be casually spread around. If it was false, once others cleared their name, they could accuse you of slander and deal with you directly. If it was true... choose between the matter being settled and your life being settled!

Although the world of Douluo Continent was not especially high-level, the law of the strong preying on the weak had not changed. The strong possessed greater authority, which was why Herta—or rather, Yao Lan, the original body—was so obsessed with becoming stronger.

Without strength to protect himself, he felt deeply insecure.

"What age has your Soul Spirit reached now?"

After Herta finished absorbing Spiritual Power once again, Wu Zhangkong finally spoke. Eight hours had already passed since he entered the Spirit Ascension Platform with Herta, and throughout that time, it had been entirely Herta's personal show.

If Wu Zhangkong remembered correctly, it should be nearly thirty thousand years by now, right?

"It's already twenty-nine thousand years. As long as I casually take care of one Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast, I'll have three Black Soul Rings!"

What did she mean, casually take care of one Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast?

Wu Zhangkong felt that if any student at Herta's age could fight a thousand-year soul beast back and forth without falling behind, he would never stint on praise. If possible, he would even personally guide that student seriously.

And what was Herta doing?

"Hey! Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast, where are you? Hurry up and come out!"

"There's a delicious human child here. She definitely tastes wonderful! Eating her might even help you evolve. Don't you want a taste?"

Even Wu Zhangkong was seeing this method of searching for Ten Thousand Year Soul Beasts for the first time, but what made it even harder to accept was that a soul beast had actually fallen for it?

"Heh heh heh! Heh heh heh!"

A Ten Thousand Year Man Faced Demon Spider emerged from the forest with a wicked grin, staring fixedly and maliciously at the weak prey before it.

Hmph!

Pitiful little human. How laughable!

This Spider Lord hasn't eaten today. You'll do for a snack!

Waving its eight venomous spider legs, the Man Faced Demon Spider roared as it charged toward Herta. It seemed to have already seen its future feast.

And then...

Herta successfully gained three Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings!