Dugu Bo glanced at Tang San, who had already changed his Soul Power aura to that of Blue Silver Grass,
then glanced at Flender, whose face was full of wariness, and the tense-looking Yu Xiaogang beside him. The corner of his mouth twitched slightly as he said flatly,
"Interesting."
Dugu Yan tugged at Dugu Bo's sleeve and continued,
"Grandpa, Blue Silver Grass can actually be cultivated to this level?"
"And I clearly remember that when I left Heaven Dou Royal Academy, his Soul Power aura was only at rank thirty-one."
"How did his Soul Power suddenly jump seven ranks in the short time we haven't seen him?"
"Could it be... he's like me?"
"Or is there something special about his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul?"
"Heh, Blue Silver Grass is unquestionably a trash Martial Soul." Dugu Bo's words were simple and direct, yet struck straight at the heart of the matter. "Any Blue Silver Grass that can reach Soul Elder must be something other than ordinary Blue Silver Grass."
"No matter how similar it looks on the outside, there must be something different within."
"If his Martial Soul really were just ordinary Blue Silver Grass, he could never have cultivated to this level."
As he spoke, the Soul Power around Dugu Bo rippled slightly. An intense spiritual pressure instantly burst from his body, bearing down on Yu Xiaogang and the other two like an invisible wall!
Yu Xiaogang felt his shoulders abruptly sink, as though a small mountain had settled onto his back.
His knees buckled, and he dropped to the ground with a thud, falling face-first into the dirt.
Flender could still hold on. He hunched over, his feet digging two deep pits in the earth. His face was pale, and he clearly had no strength to spare for