This Play is Worse Than the Young Idols of My Past Life!

Half a day later, under Fifth's guidance, Wang Sheng and Dongfang Jinghan had already reached the deep outskirts of the Extreme Ice Domain.

Every now and then, an ice-attribute soul beast would appear nearby.

At a time like this, Wang Sheng had to admit that Fifth's soul skills really were no joke.

With him around, they could avoid almost every soul beast, sparing them a great deal of unnecessary trouble.

It made Wang Sheng feel—once again—that taking Fifth in as a subordinate had been an extremely wise decision.

After resting in place for a while, recovering their strength, and eating some food, they set out again.

Under Fifth's guidance, Wang Sheng and Dongfang Jinghan once more headed deeper into the Extreme Ice Domain.

After all, what Dongfang Jinghan needed to hunt now was her seventh soul ring. Her upper limit was a fifty-thousand-year soul beast, and one like that was almost impossible to find in the outer region.

"Hm?"

However, before Wang Sheng had taken more than a few steps, out of the corner of his eye he happened to spot the image of an eye in a very hidden spot.

The image had been carved into a tree. The marks were very fresh; one glance was enough to tell it had not been carved long ago.

Dongfang Jinghan?

That was impossible. Wang Sheng trusted Dongfang Jinghan completely.

If it had not been him who carved it, then only one person was left—Fifth!

And that position also seemed like one only Fifth would have had the chance to carve.

But Wang Sheng immediately shook his head, because in his view, Fifth was unlikely to do something like this.

It was not that Wang Sheng trusted this guy he had only just subdued all that much.

Rather, when he had killed