The enormous pillar of light slashed down, evaporating not only Masked Douluo but also the surrounding trees and the distant river in one stroke!
Only a few Soul Bones and a large pile of Soul Tools that had burst out of his Storage Soul Tool remained where Masked Douluo had stood.
"That felt great!" After killing Masked Douluo in a single move, a vast amount of pure Soul Power surged into Lu Yu's body.
54, 55, 56!
Three levels in a row! And a whole groundful of Soul Bones and equipment, too. Well done, Prison Blue! If you hadn't absorbed so slowly, I would've nearly missed a fat sheep ripe for the fleecing!
But credit is credit, and faults are faults!
You useless Prison Blue, look at Lord Angel! One run at the Eternal Night Dam, and I gained five levels straight!
Meanwhile, not only do your level-ups have a cooldown, you're slow at transferring Soul Power, too. What if a whole crowd had come just now and camped the extraction point?!
Why don't you take the initiative to evolve another stage and become Blue Silver Grass Man?!
After lecturing Prison Blue, Lu Yu quickly collected the surrounding Sun Soul Guidance Lamps and the Soul Bones and Soul Tools scattered across the ground. A few flashes later, he successfully pulled off a Million-Year Evacuation.
Not long after Lu Yu left.
An eerie mist suddenly appeared there.
The Death Messenger felt the powerful light and divine power lingering on the ground, fear appearing on his face.
Suddenly, he felt moisture on his hand.
He felt his hand.
"Sweat? Could the residual energy alone have made my dried-up body produce sweat out of nowhere?"
Splash!
Just then, because the battle had evaporated so much water, a light shower fell from the sky.