Not far away, a boy who was clearly only six years old quickly sat down cross-legged.
He drew the purple Soul Ring into his body.
Dugu Xin and his wife were dumbstruck.
That was a fifteen-hundred-year-old Scale Armor Beast!
Whose First Soul Ring was older than four hundred years?
This child was trying to absorb a fifteen-hundred-year-old ring as his First Soul Ring. Was he insane?
But what frightened them most was Chrysanthemum Douluo's reaction.
He just stood there like an idiot, without the slightest intention of stopping him.
Madness!
The whole world had gone mad!
Dugu Xin swallowed and whispered to his wife,
"Chrysanthemum Douluo is trying to get that child killed!"
His wife's face had gone deathly pale.
She nodded again and again.
They could think of no other explanation.
Just then,
a rustling came from the bushes behind them.
Dugu Xin and his wife spun around, only to be startled again.
Two more people emerged from the bushes, one tall and one short.
The taller figure was shrouded in a black robe, radiating a cold, sinister aura.
The signs were unmistakable.
Given their earlier guess about Chrysanthemum Douluo, this had to be Spirit Hall's other Titled Douluo, the one titled Ghost.
Ghost Douluo.
Walking beside Ghost Douluo was a girl about the same age as the boy.
She had delicate features and was as pretty as a porcelain doll.
Yet for some reason,
Dugu Xin and his wife saw a cold pride in her eyes that did not belong to a child her age.
At the sight,
the couple exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking.
This is bad. Two Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall had brought two six-year-olds out to hunt Soul Beasts. Who else could the children be?
They had to be the Pope's triplets, the