"Hey, are you just leaving like that?" Keke and Ju Zi had long since stopped arguing. Seeing Jiang Hai leave with Xue Linglong, Keke could not help shouting after them.
"Huo Yuhao already has his fourth soul ring. Getting out of the Jingyang Mountain Range won't be difficult for you. Whether you head straight back or stay to test soul tools is up to you. It's time I went looking for the soul ring I need, too." Jiang Hai's calm voice drifted back.
Whatever the future war might bring, the formidable enemy confronting Jiang Hai was the Holy Spirit Cult, which had two Ultimate Douluo and more than ten Titled Douluo evil soul masters. His current strength was still far too lacking. Only by fusing with a hundred thousand year soul ring as his fifth soul ring could he gain some courage to face the Holy Spirit Cult head-on through the soul skills it granted him, regardless of whether that fifth soul ring could push his soul power to rank sixty.
Compared with a hundred-thousand-year soul beast, Keke, Ju Zi, and Huo Yuhao were all far too fragile. Even for Jiang Hai, confronting a hundred-thousand-year soul beast meant nine chances of death and one of survival. But he had no choice. He had already waited too long.
The tall figure and the girl's slender silhouette gradually receded into the distance. For some reason, Huo Yuhao felt a sense of loneliness and desolation.
That's right. Wasn't Brother Jiang carrying a blood-deep vendetta of his own, just like me?
He refused to join Shrek Academy's Inner Court because of that one unwavering conviction. Brother Jiang must have loved his father very much, just as I loved Mom. Only, Brother Jiang had a good father, while I...
Huo Yuhao's spirits sank as well.