Qi Dao looked at the Purple Soul Ring and sat down cross-legged with a smile.
"Senior Li Luo, sorry to trouble you to keep watch over me a little longer."
Li Luo laughed. "Just focus on absorbing the Soul Ring. With this old man watching over you, not a single Soul Beast will disturb you!"
Qi Dao smiled faintly, then closed his eyes and began drawing in the Soul Ring.
By Qi Dao's reckoning, this Dark Gold Bear was between 6,700 and 7,200 years old. He could not pin it down any more precisely.
It was certainly below the upper limit of what Qi Dao could withstand.
But what could he do? Its attributes were a perfect fit.
As a direct offshoot of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Bear, the Dark Gold Bear had inherited nearly all its traits except the dreadclaws, along with tremendous strength and defense.
Time crept by. In the blink of an eye, two hours had passed.
The Purple Soul Ring around the Peerless Sword grew ever more solid. Watching from nearby, Li Luo nodded to himself.
"What a freak of a kid. Absorbing a six- or seven-thousand-year Soul Ring at Level Thirty, and he still makes it look easy."
"From ancient times to this day, he might be the only one!"
"Good thing he's on our side!"
Just as Li Luo was marveling to himself, a roar erupted from the distant forest.
Roar—
The sound waves seemed almost tangible, shaking leaves from the surrounding trees in a rustling shower.
In an instant, the entire mountain forest trembled!
Li Luo's expression changed. He could not help glancing at Qi Dao, who was still absorbing the Soul Ring.
"Another Soul Beast over fifty thousand years old?"
"Could our luck really be that bad?"
And why did that roar