Just as the two finished raising their soul power levels, a system notification suddenly rang out. Its icy mechanical voice sent a jolt through everyone's hearts.
[Ding: The second round of drops will arrive shortly. Notice: Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings have been added to this round!]
The instant the notification arrived, countless points of light lit up simultaneously on the virtual maps before every participant, twinkling like stars in the night sky.
The lights came in four colors-white, yellow, purple, and black-representing the age tiers of the soul rings. One of the black lights was only twenty li away from them.
Ning Fengzhi's eyes lit up. A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring was right nearby! This was a heaven-sent opportunity he absolutely could not miss.
"Uncle Bone!"
Gu Rong immediately understood, a vicious smile spreading across his aged face like a starving wolf catching the scent of blood.
"Old Sword Bastard, keep an eye on Fengzhi and Rongrong. I'll be right back!"
Gu Rong's figure instantly distorted and vanished. Although Spatial Gate was his eighth soul skill, his Bone Dragon Martial Soul possessed spatial attributes of its own. If he was traveling alone, he had no need to use his eighth soul skill.
Chen Xin watched the direction in which Gu Rong had disappeared and silently prayed that nothing would happen to that old bag of bones. A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring would not be easy to obtain.
Elsewhere, Xuan Xiao finished taking stock of all his supplies. His soul power had reached Level 40, making him a Quasi-Soul Ancestor. His progress was frighteningly fast.
"Heaven truly is on my side."
He had just been worrying about his lack of a fourth soul ring, and now this Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring had arrived at precisely