North of Holy Soul Village, several dozen kilometers away.
Birdsong and the fragrance of flowers filled the air, brimming with vitality.
A mountain range formed a natural stronghold, its waters gathering above before turning into a curtain of waterfall that plunged down.
"What a magnificent waterfall!"
The Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone was located at the upper end of the waterfall, inside a man-made stone chamber.
Ordinary people and low-level soul masters could not climb this waterfall at all. The natural barrier could stop the vast majority of people.
Tang San could climb the waterfall because he relied on the Eight Spider Lances, on his External Soul Bone and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. Not everyone had the protagonist's advantages.
If an Advanced Soul Master did not deliberately restrain his soul power aura, the soul power fluctuations he released would alert Tang Hao.
Tang Hao was merely dispirited, not brain-dead. He understood the value of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone.
"He might come here to patrol."
Back in Holy Soul Village, Han Tao had known that Tang Hao disappeared for a certain period every day. Based on his guess, Tang Hao should have been going to patrol the waterfall.
It was true that Tang Hao would leave Holy Soul Village to teach Flander a lesson, but with his strength as a Titled Douluo, a trip would not take long.
"Only one day!"
At this moment, the long-planned scheme had reached its execution. Long before putting the plan into action, Han Tao had already practiced climbing techniques on different cliffs and waterfalls, and his equipment had long since been fully prepared.
Fortunately, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect had money, enough to support his strange experiments, and Ning Fengzhi had not asked about them.
Han Tao's thought process was exceptionally