"Once, when I was completely off guard, a Thousand-Year Nightmare Ant bit me," Jin Shan said. "I was strong enough that the pain didn't last long, but it still left a deep impression. So I'd wager that if a Nightmare Ant with ten thousand years of cultivation bit someone, even a Soul Douluo would have a hard time enduring it."
Huo Lei listened to Jin Shan's account and watched his solemn expression. Before he knew it, the scene had taken shape in his mind.
Jin Shan turned to Huo Lei beside him. "Brat, remember what I just told you. When you go training with your companions, pass it on to them too."
Huo Lei pulled himself out of his imaginings and nodded earnestly. "Don't worry, Teacher. I'll remember every word. Oh, right—you mentioned the Thunderclap Hell Prison Vine. Does that mean there's one in Death Grand Canyon? Do you know where?"
The Douluo Continent series explicitly mentioned the Thunderclap Hell Prison Vine. This kind of Soul Beast wielded lightning at its most extreme and ranked among the finest Plant-type Soul Beasts. Its control and attack abilities were terrifying. Precisely because it was so powerful, the Douluo Plane suppressed it, making it almost impossible for its cultivation to exceed fifty thousand years. If I could find one with just over forty thousand years of cultivation, it would be perfect for the Second Soul Ring of my Lightning Martial Soul. Its quality definitely wouldn't lose to a Soul Ring produced by a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. A wonderful idea flashed through Huo Lei's mind.
"Hahaha! I know what you're thinking. Follow me." Jin Shan laughed happily, then leaped down the mountainside.
Huo Lei's lips curved upward, a glint flashing in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation, he charged down after him.
Inside Death