Looking at Ge Long as he patrolled the camp.
Jin Feng suddenly said, "Ever since breaking through to Soul King, I haven't tested my combat strength. This time, I'll use the Heaven Dou Empire's marshal for some practice."
At his words, Niu Gao, standing nearby, immediately chuckled. "Given how monstrous you are, Little Feng, I'm afraid Ge Long, an eighty-first-level Soul Douluo, won't be a match for you."
"Then let's see how much power he can make me and Golden Horned Behemoth use..."
As his words fell, with a thought from Jin Feng, the Golden Horned Behemoth Martial Soul suddenly manifested. It shrank to roughly two meters in size, then transformed into a streak of golden light and flew toward the military camp.
Before long, many soldiers in the camp saw the Golden Horned Behemoth, radiating a dazzling glow, shooting toward the north.
"Did you all see that?"
"What was that golden light just now?"
"It looked like a soul beast? But how could a soul beast appear here?"
"..."
As the soldiers discussed among themselves, none of them noticed the burning fervor in Marshal Ge Long's eyes.
Earlier, when Jin Feng controlled the Golden Horned Behemoth Martial Soul as it passed over the camp, he had deliberately allowed it to leak a trace of its origin aura.
Jin Feng had placed a restriction on that trace of origin aura. Only experts with seven rings or above could sense it, and it held an exceptionally fatal attraction for beast Martial Souls.
At that moment, feeling his Martial Soul stirring restlessly within him, Ge Long came back to his senses and immediately arranged the camp's affairs. Then, bringing several relatives with him, he chased after the Golden Horned Behemoth.
After pursuing it for an hour, Ge Long and his men finally