Wang Dong'er opened her eyes and stood up.
"Dong'er, how did it go? What Soul Skill did you get?" Huo Yuhao asked eagerly.
Wang Dong'er patted the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's head again. "Your luck really is incredible."
"I think I got that special Soul Skill you were talking about."
"You really got it?"
The Scarlet King was somewhat surprised. Had Wang Dong'er actually managed to borrow the Three-Eyed Golden Lion's luck?
"What Soul Skill is it?" Huo Yuhao was truly curious.
Wang Dong'er took two steps back. "Yuhao, attack me. Use Ice Spikes."
Huo Yuhao nodded and raised his hand. An ice spike as long as his palm appeared in it.
"Get ready. Here it comes."
With a gentle flick of Huo Yuhao's hand, the ice spike flew toward Wang Dong'er.
Wang Dong'er's Sixth Soul Ring lit up as she unleashed her Soul Skill.
"Dreamlight Shield!"
A multicolored shield appeared in front of Wang Dong'er.
Huo Yuhao paused at the sight. He hadn't expected a defensive Soul Skill.
The ice spike struck the shield of light. Instead of shattering or bouncing away, it slowly sank into the shield.
Immediately afterward, an identical ice spike shot out, flying back toward Huo Yuhao.
Huo Yuhao thrust out his hand and shattered the ice spike with a punch.
"So it reflects attacks."
Huo Yuhao had already figured out the Soul Skill's properties: it could absorb an opponent's attack and then send it back.
"You really did get that Soul Skill."
The Scarlet King spoke up from the side.
"The Dream Tapir's attacks are indeed very weak, but this reflection ability is what allowed it to reach ten thousand years of cultivation."
"What's the limit on what the shield can reflect?" Huo Yuhao asked the most crucial question.
"There is no limit."
"What did