At those words, Dugu Bo put away his smile and released his soul power to scan their surroundings. Only after confirming that nothing nearby was amiss did Gu Ling sit cross-legged and press the soul bone against his left arm.
An icy aura seeped through his skin. The soul bone gradually dissolved into gray light, spreading upward from his wrist.
Gu Ling's fingers clenched abruptly. His entire arm felt as though it had been plunged into ice water, and a sharp pain pierced deep into his bones.
"Steady. Don't rush."
Seeing this, Gu Rong spoke from in front of him.
Gu Ling nodded slightly and slowed the circulation of his soul power. His fifth soul ring appeared around him.
When the auras of the same origin touched, the power rampaging through his left arm finally quieted a little. He seized the chance to guide the gray light into his bones, bit by bit.
But that power refused to settle down completely.
A low tiger's roar suddenly echoed in his mind. A pair of crimson eyes flashed before Gu Ling, and the muscles in his left arm tightened violently. Beads of blood seeped through his skin.
Gu Rong turned and was about to approach, only to see that Gu Ling had already steadied himself. Ice-blue and crimson light shone from his body.
The gray light was forced back into his left arm, and those savage eyes gradually blurred. Gu Ling gritted his teeth and, while the surges weakened, slowly drew the remaining power into his body.
A gentle aura from the Right Leg Bone flowed through him, repairing his damaged flesh. After an unknown amount of time, the soul bone in his palm vanished completely.
Exhaling a breath of stale air, Gu Ling slowly opened his eyes.
"How did it go?"