Gangzi remembered that he still had a complete Soul Bone set, and hope immediately sprang up within him again.
With a stir of his mental power, his head, limbs, torso... all began to radiate golden light at once!
At the same time, a foul stench spread through the air.
"Pfft!"
Xuanwu failed to hold back his laughter. Fortunately, he was wearing a mask and had retreated in time to a spot a kilometer away from Gangzi.
"Hah!" Gangzi roared, and the information about the six Soul Bones flowed into his mind.
Gangzi froze on the spot.
A ten-year Thunderclap Skunk Head Soul Bone, an eleven-year Stinkbug Torso Soul Bone, a twelve-year Deep-Sea Stinkbug Right Leg Soul Bone, a thirteen-year Desert Fart Pig Left Leg Soul Bone, a fourteen-year Stinky Spider Left Arm Soul Bone, and a fifteen-year Giant Lizard Right Arm Soul Bone!
Gangzi was utterly dumbstruck!
This... this was the Rakshasa God's divine Soul Bone set!?
For a moment, Gangzi even felt that the Rakshasa God was playing a joke on him, but he quickly dismissed that absurd conclusion.
How could a god possibly have nothing better to do than single out a Theoretical Master like him!
"Master, this divine set of yours must be incredibly powerful! Surely your Soul Skills won't have anything to do with farting this time!" By then, the stench emanating from the Soul Bones had gradually dissipated. Xuanwu came over and, utterly unable to read the room, offered that teasing remark.
Gangzi: "..."
Gangzi's face darkened, but he gave no answer. He merely snorted and clasped his hands behind his back, adopting the bearing of an unfathomable expert.
"So, Master, what exactly is your Rakshasa God's Eighth Trial?" Xuanwu asked again.
"Let me check." Gangzi emerged from the shadow cast by the revelation that