Veins bulged on Tang Hao's forehead as he gripped the Clear Sky Hammer, furious.
Bring Xiao Wu here?
It wasn't that Tang Hao hadn't considered it. But Tang San was only a Soul Elder. He couldn't possibly absorb a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
If his identity as a Titled Douluo came to light, Xiao Wu would inevitably grow suspicious. Otherwise, he would have brought her here long ago.
"Good. Very good!"
Tang Hao laughed in fury. But his body had yet to recover, and he truly couldn't fight two Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts. He swept his sleeve, turned, and strode into the dense forest.
If he couldn't get the two Fifty-Thousand-Year Soul Bones here, he would have to find them elsewhere.
Tang Hao raised a hand and savagely wiped the blood from his lips. Killing intent surged through his chest.
"Once Little Three has truly grown strong and become a Titled Douluo, I'll return to Star Lake myself and skin you two beasts alive!"
"You'll become Little Three's Soul Rings!"
Meanwhile, inside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.
Gu Feng sat cross-legged on a stone platform, Soul Power coursing swiftly through his meridians.
A current of cyan energy spun close to his skin. Violent energy from heaven and earth was drawn into his body and swiftly refined as it passed through his meridians.
A low tremor sounded within him. The barrier to Level 47 gave way, and a vast surge of Soul Power sank into his dantian.
Gu Feng opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.
A crisp sound came from beside him.
The Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda hovered above Ning Rongrong's head. Four Soul Rings pulsed lightly around it, while a pinkish-white glow flowed down her neck and shoulders.
Her Soul Power rose