A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring-This Continent May Be About to Change

"According to our sources, he bought a house in Cangshi Town three days ago. Yesterday morning, he entered the Star Dou Great Forest alone."

"The Star Dou Great Forest? Alone?" Zhao Lie's eyes sharpened. "What did he go in there for?"

"We don't know." The gaunt man shook his head. "But one thing's certain: he drove his Martial Soul Flatbed Truck in."

"Probably to haul Spirit Beast dung! Bet he bought farmland to go with that house!" A fat man picked his nose and laughed.

"Hahaha..."

The meeting room erupted in laughter.

But Zhao Lie wasn't smiling. He rose to his feet.

Everyone in the room fell silent at once.

"Gather our people. We're going into the Star Dou Great Forest." His voice was firm. "I want to see what this monster with a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as his first ring is really capable of!"

Meanwhile, at Spirit Hall's Southwest Branch Hall.

Inside an opulently decorated chamber.

An elderly man in a white robe sat in the seat of honor, toying with an exquisite jade token. Three golden longswords adorned the badge on his chest.

His name was Ling Feng. A level seventy-three Soul Sage, he was the deputy hall master of Spirit Hall's Southwest Branch Hall.

A black-clad scout knelt on one knee before him.

"Deputy Hall Master! The target entered the Star Dou Great Forest yesterday. His current whereabouts are unknown."

Ling Feng set down the token, interest lighting his face. "A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as his first ring... How interesting! If Spirit Hall can recruit this young talent, he'll surely become a formidable asset one day."

He looked back at the scout. "Did Yu Xiaogang really go looking for him?"

"Yes." The scout kept his head lowered. "Our informants in Notting City confirmed that Yu Xiaogang took his disciple Tang San to see the boy. After they returned, Yu Xiaogang seemed utterly lost. He shut himself in his room for days and refused to come out, no matter who tried to persuade him."

Ling Feng nodded slightly, a knowing smile on his lips. "This boy really is unusual. Post men at every exit from the Star Dou Great Forest. The moment he comes out, we'll make contact. Remember, Spirit Hall must treat him well. At the very least, we mustn't offend him yet."

"As you command!"

The scout answered, then vanished from where he had knelt.

Ling Feng walked to the window with his hands behind his back. Gazing at the distant mountains, he murmured, his eyes gleaming, "Heh... a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring... This continent may be about to change."

At the same time, on the border between the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire.

A group of more than ten crossed the border and slipped into the Heaven Dou Empire.

Each moved swiftly and with practiced agility. They were clearly well-trained elites.

Their leader was a sinister-looking middle-aged man. A black cloak hid most of his face, leaving only his sharp, brooding eyes visible.

"My lord, we've entered Heaven Dou territory," a subordinate reported quietly.

The man nodded and looked southwest. "Where is the boy who drives the iron truck?"

"According to our intelligence, he entered the Star Dou Great Forest yesterday and hasn't emerged."

"The Star Dou Great Forest..." A cold smile touched the man's lips. "Few people go there. Perfect for making our move. Pass the order: head there at full speed. We must do everything we can to seize control of him before Spirit Hall or the Spirit Hunting Guild makes contact."

"Yes, sir!"

The figures disappeared into the night, racing toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest.

Lu Yuan sat in the cab of Big Luck, driving as he gnawed on a piece of dried roast pork.

Cut off from the outside world, he had no idea how many factions were looking for him—or that they saw him as a prize worth fighting over.

Even if Lu Yuan had known, he would only have rolled his eyes.

Then he would have kept building his strength, hoping to return to Blue Planet...

Why? Simple. He didn't care.

He had driven heavy trucks for more than a decade in his previous life. What hadn't he seen?

Traffic police inspections, road authority fines, clients refusing to pay, other drivers stealing jobs...

Weren't those more irritating than this nonsense?

He had long since learned to take whatever came his way and sleep through the rest.

Besides, he had Big Luck now. It could carry a hundred tons, and activating Full-Load Rampage gave it the force of a thousand tons.

Soul Emperor, Soul Sage—he didn't give a damn. He'd run them all over.

He stuffed the last bite of pork into his mouth, brushed the crumbs off his knees, and looked deeper into the dense forest.

He had driven Big Luck to the boundary between the Star Dou Great Forest's core and outer regions.

Spirit Beasts here were far more numerous and powerful than those farther out.

He could feel Big Luck growing steadier, like a predator that had caught its prey's scent—eager to pounce, yet patient enough to wait.

"Easy, easy! I'll find you some fun soon." Lu Yuan patted the steering wheel and grinned.

He had a clear goal for this trip into the Star Dou Great Forest.

First, get his second Spirit Ring.

Ordinarily, a second Spirit Ring should be a hundred-year ring, or a thousand-year ring at most.

But Lu Yuan had other ideas.

He had never put much stock in rules or theories.

In his previous life, people said heavy trucks shouldn't be overloaded. He hauled the cargo anyway.

People said mountain roads were too dangerous to drive at night. He still floored the accelerator.

Then he had transmigrated to Douluo Continent...

As far as Lu Yuan was concerned, awakening Big Luck as his Martial Soul on Douluo Continent gave him even less reason to hold back.

There was no Heaven-Piercing Art on the highway. Everything simply met its match.

Since Big Luck was made for ramming things, he would aim for the toughest targets and ram his way to a lucky break.

Lu Yuan shifted gears and pressed the accelerator. Big Luck let out a low roar as its black steel body surged forward, crushing gravel and brush beneath it while racing toward the deepest part of the Star Dou Great Forest.

In the heart of the Star Dou Great Forest.

A five-person team moved cautiously through the trees.

Zhao Lie of the Spirit Hunting Guild led them, a broad-bladed saber in hand. He scanned their surroundings, every step deliberate.

The four members behind him were just as alert, their weapons ready to strike at any moment.

They were one of the Southwest Branch Hall's most elite teams.

Each was above level fifty. They worked seamlessly together and had ventured deep into the Star Dou Great Forest many times to hunt thousand-year Spirit Beasts.

But this time, their mission wasn't to hunt a Spirit Beast. It was to track a person.

"Captain, are you sure the kid went this way?" one member asked Zhao Lie in a hushed voice.