It Was Actually a Soul Douluo! I Regret It!

The Gale Mercenary Group.

A mercenary group from the nearby Ice Army City.

After hearing that huge noises had been coming from the Star Dou Forest for several days, their leader, Feng Yao, decided to bring his brothers over to take a look.

If Soul Beasts were fighting, they might be able to pick up the leftovers.

This sort of thing had happened many times before.

When they arrived at the scene, a shocking sight appeared before them: a massive pit, with a gigantic beast sleeping within it.

There were also three people nearby.

"Captain! Look! That giant beast's chest has been dug open!"

The men who emerged from the forest had eyes filled with greed.

One of them was sharp-eyed and quickly understood what had happened here. "They must have dug out a Soul Bone!"

"What? A Soul Bone?"

The moment the news spread, the entire group became excited.

Feng Yao's heart also surged as he saw that the giant beast's chest had indeed been cut open.

Heaven was truly helping them.

They had only just arrived and had already discovered that a Soul Bone had appeared here.

The mercenaries immediately grew eager to make a move.

Feng Yao, however, considered things calmly.

As the leader of a mercenary group, he knew an exceptional amount about Soul Beasts.

Su Xiong, the guard, did not recognize the Earth Dragon Beast, but Feng Yao had deduced the giant beast's name from records in books he had read before.

There were not many kinds of Soul Beasts with such enormous bodies, and he had remembered it vividly when he first read about them.

It was actually an Earth Dragon Beast, the foremost dragon beneath a True Dragon!

Even Feng Yao became excited.

And it was the Earth Dragon Beast's Torso Bone!

If he got his hands on it, the money from selling it would be enough to last him a lifetime.

As he calculated inwardly, he carefully assessed the gap in strength between the two sides.

Back off?

The thought had never crossed his mind.

This was the Star Dou Forest, where the law was survival of the fittest. When faced with a treasure like a Soul Bone, even the kindest person would not easily give it up.

That Earth Dragon Beast was forty thousand years old.

The other side had absorbed the Soul Ring of a forty-thousand-year Earth Dragon Beast. By all logic, they should be Soul Saints.

Besides, they had merely picked up the spoils.

So there was no question of whether they could beat them.

But...

If the other side also recognized the Earth Dragon Beast, then someone who had Breakthrough to Soul Douluo might still choose to absorb its Soul Ring.

What if the other party was a Soul Douluo?

Feng Yao pondered.

If it really was a Soul Douluo, then making a move would definitely not end well for him.

He himself was only a Soul Saint.

However...

Feng Yao continued looking at the other two.

This middle-aged man seemed incomparably respectful toward that young man, like a guard.

If that youth were a Soul Douluo, that would be unrealistic.

After all, within any force other than the Upper Three Sects and Spirit Hall, a Soul Douluo would absolutely be a peak powerhouse.

It was unlikely for one to be so respectful toward a teenager.

What a joke. How could a Soul Douluo possibly be nothing more than a guard?

At the very least, he should be a Guest Elder, right?

It seemed this was merely a Soul Saint, and one who had only just become an early-stage Soul Saint.

With so many people on his side, their odds of winning were high!

Feng Yao directly called out to them, "You three over there, you dug out a Soul Bone, didn't you?"

"How about selling it to us? I can offer six million Gold Soul Coins."

He raised two fingers and made a six. "This price is definitely not low."

Behind him, the mercenaries stepped forward, greedily eyeing the three of them.

Whenever their leader spoke like this, it meant they were preparing to act.

"Even if you offered sixty million, I wouldn't sell it."

Dai Mubai shook his head.

What a joke. Leaving aside whether he cared about six million at all,

he was not particularly short of money, nor did he have anything especially expensive to spend it on.

More importantly, Su Xiong had already absorbed the Soul Bone.

To give the Soul Bone to them, they would have to dig out his bone.

This was a Torso Bone!

It was not as if they could imitate the Desolate Heaven Emperor.

Su Xiong's face darkened beside him. In his eyes, their behavior was disrespectful toward His Highness.

They even wanted his Soul Bone?

The people across from them had already earned their deaths!

"What? Is there really no room for negotiation?"

"How about you come over here, sir, and we discuss it in detail?"

Hearing Dai Mubai say that, Feng Yao's expression immediately darkened.

"There's nothing to discuss."

Dai Mubai waved a hand.

"Then excuse us!"

"Everyone, attack together! Kill them! Don't let them escape!"

With a sweep of Feng Yao's hand, the people behind him instantly charged down into the pit, their faces savage.

"Hahaha, the Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone is mine!"

"Kid, blame yourself for not knowing what's good for you."

"The girl beside you is mine."

Bandits swarmed down from all over the mountains, shouting as greedy saliva dripped from their mouths.

"A pack of worthless trash dares cause trouble before His Highness? Die!"

"Earth Dragon Roar!"

Su Xiong shouted furiously. Eight Soul Rings appeared beneath his feet in succession.

Among them, the pitch-black Eighth Soul Ring lit up with brilliant black light.

An overwhelming pressure descended upon every member of the mercenary group.

This power was extraordinarily violent, as though it carried the bloodthirsty, savage will of a Soul Beast, battering the bodies and minds of every person present.

In an instant, the mercenary group members crashed brutally to the ground without even managing a scream.

They were completely wiped out.

"Fuck?! A Soul Douluo?!"

When Feng Yao saw that this guard was actually a Soul Douluo,

his soul nearly fled his body from fright.

What kind of person had a Soul Douluo serve as his guard?!

What the hell kind of luck was this?

Feng Yao had never expected this.

However, by the time he wanted to retreat, it was already far too late.

"Not good!"

The immense pressure swept over him. It felt as if his chest had been struck by a heavy hammer, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Pfft! Cough, cough..."

The leader's cultivation was somewhat stronger.

His Soul Saint cultivation allowed him to survive the blow without dying immediately.

But he was already severely injured.

Even if Su Xiong ignored him completely, he would not last long before dying anyway.

With difficulty, he raised his head, but his vision had already begun to blur. All he could see below were severed limbs and mangled arms, the corpses of all his brothers.

Three people walked through flowers blooming from pools of blood.

That Soul Douluo followed dutifully behind them.

The golden-haired youth looked down upon everything with an air of supreme nobility that could not be looked at directly. The woman beside him was equally elegant and regal.

"Y-you... cough, cough... who exactly are you?"

Feng Yao muttered, his words mixed with coughing and blood.

However, the moment his words fell, a streak of blood-red Soul Power pierced through his body.

Su Xiong expressionlessly delivered the finishing blow.

Slowly, Feng Yao's body grew heavier and heavier.

His vision became increasingly blurred, and eventually, he could no longer hear anything at all.

He could only vaguely make out a voice.

"Your Highness, they've all been dealt with!"

Hearing those words, it felt as if something had instantly pierced through the leader's heart.

Your Highness...

Had he actually provoked a Prince?

A regretful expression appeared on the leader's face.

If they had been ordinary Soul Masters, he definitely would have succeeded.

But why did it have to be a Prince?!

Why? Why...

He regretted it beyond measure, but his body no longer allowed him to regret for long before all life faded from it.