The vast forest sea of Star Dou Forest heaved in the wind. Amid the dark-green waves, five figures sped along like phantoms. Wherever they passed, even the wind among the trees was torn apart by their extreme speed, leaving behind only faint afterimages.
Tang San led the way. The dark-red Asura Divine Power around him was restrained so completely that not a trace leaked out, yet with every step he took, the fallen leaves and soil beneath his feet silently crumbled into dust.
Having absorbed the origins of Da Ming and Er Ming, the two great Super Soul Beasts, his Soul Power had firmly reached the realm of a level ninety-seven Super Douluo. The compatibility between his divine soul and the Asura God imprint had also reached an unprecedented height.
Yet his steps did not slow in the slightest. His scarlet eyes held only cold determination, fixed directly on the black marsh at the westernmost edge of Star Dou Forest.
"Third Brother, where are we going?" Dai Mubai could not help lowering his voice. The Hell White Tiger martial soul within him stirred faintly. Although he was now a level fifty-eight Soul King, the deeper they went into this black marsh, the more he could feel a sinister aura that made his heart pound and the hairs all over his body stand on end.
Oscar gripped the Thunder Tyrant Spear in his palm, his brows drawn tight. "The Soul Beast auras in this area are strange—cold and violent. Even the surrounding grass and trees carry a sinister taint. This doesn't seem like the territory of ordinary Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts at all."
The ultimate fire around Ma Hongjun flickered to life, dispersing the cold aura encroaching upon them. He added in a muffled voice, "Third Brother, could there be some incredible