Absorbing a Peak Seventy-Thousand-Year Soul Ring

After fleeing for their lives, Yang Que and Huang Dabiao reached a huge waterfall and collapsed onto a massive boulder, panting.

They had run for most of the day to escape the mother Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger. Both knew that after what had happened, she probably would not chase them, but who could say whether she might go mad? To be safe, they had spent most of the day circling through the Star Dou Great Forest before finally reaching its outskirts.

Now, seated on the boulder and gasping for breath, they looked at each other and burst out laughing.

That had felt good!

Damn, what a rush!

This time, they had killed a maddened Saber-Toothed Demon Tiger. The creature had been close to eighty thousand years old!

No one would believe that a Soul Emperor and a man who was not even a Soul Ancestor had killed a Soul Beast approaching eighty thousand years old!

The whole venture had been perilous. One wrong move, and they would have become food in a tiger's jaws!

They had succeeded only because the time, the terrain, and the people had all favored them, and because they had caught the tiger unawares with a plan of their own!

Then there was their heaven-defying luck. If the four people chasing them had not appeared right in front of Yang Que at that moment, forcing him to go looking for them instead, the outcome would have been another story entirely!

After all, they had provoked a Soul Beast on its own turf and abducted its cub. Being swallowed whole would have been merciful. If Soul Beasts knew the human ways of tormenting people, the thought alone would send a chill down anyone's spine!

Fortunately, the Goddess of Luck had been on their side!

Yang Que's luck truly