A week later, deep within the Land of Unceasing Life.
Eight figures had just finished a fierce battle. They descended from the sky and stood on the gnarled branches of an ancient, towering tree.
Then they raised their hands in perfect unison.
The next moment, a dual-effect Special-Grade Potion appeared in each of their palms.
They tilted their heads back and drank. Potent medicinal energy spread through them, swiftly replenishing what the battle had depleted and healing minor injuries, returning them to peak condition.
Scenes like this had repeated countless times over the past seven days.
Now, Soulfire felt the power surging within his body, his dark blue flame eyes sweeping over the seven Clanspeople beside him who had gained new lives.
Recently, something had left him deeply puzzled.
When these eight chosen bodies acted together, they grew in sync.
For instance, when he hunted down and killed a monster.
No matter what the other Clanspeople were doing, they would feel a warm current enter their bodies, and their physical attributes, including the strength of their Rules, would grow in sync.
There seemed to be some unknown connection between these eight bodies.
But no matter how he searched, he could find no trace of where that connection lay.
He did not dwell on the question.
These chosen bodies held far too many undiscovered secrets.
Now, different kinds of Power of Rules surged through their bodies. They already possessed growth potential they would never have dared imagine before.
The Soul Clan's flame of hope had been lit.
Through their efforts, the Soul Clan would no longer be remnant souls forced to lie low.
They would rebuild the Soul Clan City-State, command stronger Rules, and make the "Light of Soulfire" shine brilliantly in Monster World, a world filled with countless powerful races.