The Ninth Soul Ring Gains a Hundred Thousand Years!

Zhao Wuji was now a Level 90 Quasi-Titled Douluo. Any soul beast capable of putting him under such pressure had to be a top-tier beast at least ninety thousand years old!

Everyone was even more horrified at his words!

A soul beast nearly a hundred thousand years old?

A terrifying being on par with a Titled Douluo?

Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, and the other girls could not help marveling inwardly. The young master actually has such a terrifying soul beast at his side?!

Cao Kun offered no explanation. He gestured to Dugu Yan and the other two girls, then leaped onto the broad, platform-like back of Dazhuang, the Iron-Eating Beast.

The three girls followed close behind, leaping onto the Iron-Eating Beast's back and sitting down.

Although the fur on Dazhuang's back looked stiff, it was actually soft and springy, making it extremely comfortable to sit on. It even formed slight hollows on its own to keep them from sliding off.

"Keep moving," Cao Kun's voice came from above.

Flender swallowed, suppressed his shock, and hurriedly directed the group to continue onward.

With the enormous Iron-Eating Beast clearing the way, weaker soul beasts did not dare approach. The group traveled much faster, and their journey became far safer.

Oscar and the others looked at Cao Kun and his companions lounging comfortably on the giant beast's back, then at their own miserable state, stumbling along with stone weights strapped to their backs. They lamented inwardly, but could only turn their frustration into strength, grit their teeth, and keep up.

And so, under the "escort" of Dazhuang, the Iron-Eating Beast, the group steadily advanced toward the Star Dou Great Forest.

The journey was not entirely smooth. Soul beasts harassed them several times, but Zhao Wuji and Flender dealt with them easily, giving Dai