Wang Zhao's words were exceptionally sharp—even venomous—toward "Wang Zhao."
After all, ever since human society began promoting Inner Core Soul Rings, hunting soul beasts for their Soul Rings had been explicitly prohibited in order to preserve the hard-won peace between humans and soul beasts.
Not to mention that "Wang Zhao," as the Dragon King Hall Lord, had been one of the leaders who represented humanity in negotiations with the Ferocious Beasts. If "Wang Zhao" were branded as someone who had "actively broken the rules and taken the lead in hunting soul beasts for Soul Rings," the consequences would be enormous...
At this moment, Ning Fengzhi, Yu Yuanzhen, and the others seated in the elevated stands immediately thought of this upon hearing the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son's words. Their hearts tightened, though they were also curious.
They were tense because the Martial Soul Hall Holy Son's aggressive questioning of the Dragon King Hall Lord made them feel as though a storm was brewing. After all, the Dragon King Hall was now one of the Anti-Spirit Hall Alliance's strongest allies. No matter what internal disputes they had, they should not simply stand by and let Martial Soul Hall suppress it.
Ning Fengzhi: I'm mentally preparing for the soon-to-be new Upper Three Sects to stand together through thick and thin!
As for their curiosity, they naturally wondered about "Wang Zhao's" Soul Ring configuration, which he had yet to reveal. Several years ago, Wang Zhao had displayed a heaven-defying combination of yellow, purple, black, black, and red, shocking the ages. Just now, he had used the Martial Soul Avatar Soul Skill represented by the seventh Soul Ring, which meant Wang Zhao was at least a Soul Saint.
Just where had Wang Zhao's Hundred-Thousand-Year Fifth Soul Ring come from? Even now, it remained a