Black Slaves? Mining?

"What happened?"

Du Busi returned quickly. The explosion had startled him into coming back just as he was about to make a move against those Evil Soul Masters.

"I don't know. It was probably some kind of Soul Tool explosion."

Jiang Bai answered. By then, Ye Guyi had completely absorbed her Soul Ring and broken through to Rank 51.

"Since you've absorbed the Soul Ring, let's go over there and join the fun. Maybe we can pick up something good."

Du Busi said. Unless something unexpected had happened, the explosion ahead should have been caused by a battle. Such explosions usually ended with both sides badly damaged, leaving plenty of unwanted loot behind for him to collect. This was Du Busi's experience.

During this time, Du Busi had picked up quite a few good things while wandering around outside.

They had all been Storage Soul Tools left on the ground with no one claiming them.

"You two, change clothes."

Du Busi and the other two changed into robes to avoid being recognized. They were specially made garments from the Body Sect.

"How are you?"

Ju Zi crouched beside Huo Yuhao, whose body was covered in bloody wounds, and felt a pang in her heart. After spending so much time together, she had already come to recognize him as a friend.

Huo Yuhao truly was in bad shape. His upper body was almost entirely covered in wounds, several of them deep enough to expose bone.

Those injuries had been carved open by Soul Tool fragments blasted out during the explosion. Fortunately, his vital areas had not suffered much damage, and there was nothing wrong with the meridians within his body.

"I'm fine. Get me out of here first."

Huo Yuhao coughed twice, feeling the discomfort throughout his body.

That explosion