Deep in the forest, Tang Xuan was being chased by a Soul Beast. It was a lesser dragon called the Golden Swordbone Dragon, with over ninety thousand years of cultivation! It had the form of a Western Dragon, its body covered in golden scales and a pair of wings growing from its back.
After settling the matter with the nine heart begonia clan, Tang Xuan had plunged straight into the Soul Beast forest. He sought powerful Soul Beasts as sparring partners and had already challenged many of them.
A month earlier, Tang Xuan had approached this Golden Swordbone Dragon with its ninety-thousand-year cultivation. He had spared no effort in provoking it into fighting him. Its strength had not disappointed him, either; even now, he often found himself at a disadvantage in their battles.
By the time he wanted to abandon the fight and leave, the Golden Swordbone Dragon's hatred for him had reached its peak. It had spent the entire month hunting him down like mad.
Tang Xuan raced forward while fending off the Golden Swordbone Dragon's attacks. He turned his head to glance at the dragon pursuing him relentlessly and licked his dry lips. It would make such a perfect fifth Soul Ring! But he had yet to meet the conditions for absorbing another Soul Ring. Before leaving the nine star begonia clan, he had asked Su Qing to help him kill two Soul Beasts with over eighty thousand years of cultivation-a Mutated Vajra Ape and a Darkwater Flood Dragon-and absorbed his third and fourth Soul Rings. Thanks to his long accumulation of Soul Power, he had shot straight to the peak of rank forty-six, consolidating his strength in every respect. Otherwise, how could he possibly have survived the Golden Swordbone Dragon's all-out pursuit?
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