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That flash of black light seemed to dye everything around it black!

The dark gleam was blinding, dazzling.

Even Yang Que and Huang Dabiao, hiding in the distance, were startled.

"Holy shit," Yang Que muttered. "What kind of luck is that? One of the two Soul Beasts had a Soul Bone? Seriously?"

Huang Dabiao marveled at their luck too. "Young master, should we go in and snatch that Soul Bone?" He looked eager to try. He was confident in his strength now; he felt that even a Soul Master who had just become a Soul Saint would be no match for him.

After all, he had obtained a Soul Bone himself, and it had pushed his Soul Power to level 69. The boost had gone to his head. He had yet to fight anyone since, and he truly wanted to test himself against this group.

Yang Que waved a hand, holding back Huang Dabiao's eagerness. "Not yet. There are too many Soul Emperors. I know you're strong now, but you can't beat that many. Besides, the real show's only just begun."

Hearing that, Huang Dabiao had no choice but to wait.

I thought you'd divide the spoils and go your separate ways. Who would've guessed a Soul Bone would turn up? Let's see which of you can resist it. This show's getting better and better, Yang Que thought.

The clearing had fallen frighteningly silent. After extracting the Soul Bone, Li Baojiang slowly backed toward his own group. The instant it appeared, he had felt several powerful presences lock onto him. One wrong move, and they would tear him limb from limb. He knew it was not something he could touch, so he obediently retreated.

Li Kun looked toward the black gleam, steadied himself, and gave the six Soul Emperors