At that moment, Wang Dong'er suddenly asked a question.
"If they even have hundred-thousand-year soul spirits and ferocious beast soul spirits, doesn't that mean the Spirit Pagoda has loads of soul bones?"
Luo Chen merely smiled at that, offering no answer as to how many soul bones the Spirit Pagoda actually had in stock.
It probably had no fewer than the artillery shells the Tang Sect kept hidden.
Outside the Sky Screen, Luo Chen's explanation of what lay at the very top of the tower challenge left the soul masters sick with envy.
"Wait, what? What do you mean they have both hundred-thousand-year soul spirits and ferocious beast soul spirits?"
"Doesn't that mean that twenty thousand years from now, practically every Titled Douluo will have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring?"
"Now that you mention it, it really does seem like every Titled Douluo we've seen has had a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!"
The most envious among them was undoubtedly the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's Sword Douluo.
His soul power had reached level 97, and he was the continent's foremost offensive Douluo, yet he didn't have even a single Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
The soul masters weren't the only ones whose eyes turned red. The soul beasts' eyes turned red too!
Only, theirs turned red for a very different reason.
Whether in the Spirit Hall era or the Peerless Tang Sect era, the great ferocious beasts and the Silver Dragon King were all trembling from head to toe with rage.
Inside the Sky Screen, the Spirit Transmitter returned to Luo Chen and the others.
This time, however, a tall, slender woman stood beside him.
"Luo Chen, are you taking them through the tower challenge?" Leng Yaozhu asked.
Luo Chen nodded.
"Come with me."
Before long, Leng Yaozhu