Zhao Ming's First Brush with Death

Zhao Ming was also looking forward to his fifth Soul Ring. He had already made a wish through the Treasure-Dropping Coin, consuming over half his fortune. This meant the Soul Beast it had found for him was absolutely extraordinary.

Next, he did not need to search deliberately. He only needed to follow the unseen guidance ahead.

The group continued deeper into the Star Dou Forest. The farther they went, the taller and thicker the surrounding trees became. Some ancient trees even had trunks more than ten meters in diameter.

Before long, they passed through the mixed zone and reached the edge of the core area.

The scenery here was completely different from the mixed zone.

Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts could be seen everywhere. A Purple Lightning Dragon Lizard over ten meters long was sprawled across a massive boulder, basking in the sun. Its scales were dark purple, with a row of vicious bony spikes running down its back. Every breath it took sent crackling lightning sputtering from its nostrils.

In the sky, a Thunder Hawk with a wingspan of over twenty meters circled overhead. Its feathers were deep purple, and every beat of its wings stirred up tiny arcs of electricity.

Even Dugu Bo, a level ninety-three peak Title Douluo, had to remain on high alert. Though he was quite powerful, the core area of the Star Dou Forest was one of the most dangerous regions on the entire continent. Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts roamed everywhere here, and even Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts occasionally appeared.

With his strength, dealing with ordinary eighty- or ninety-thousand-year Soul Beasts would naturally pose no problem. But if he encountered a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, or a powerful Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast with an exceptionally strong bloodline, such as a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear, things would become troublesome.

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