Half a day later.
At the edge of the Star Dou Great Forest.
Towering ancient trees stretched across the horizon like a green city wall.
From deep within the sea of trees, low, distant beast roars rang out from time to time.
The air was thick with the smell of rotting vegetation and the distinctive rank odor of Soul Beasts.
Qian Renxue walked at the front.
Xiao Wu followed beside her, her large eyes darting around as her nose occasionally twitched.
After restarting her cultivation, the hundred-thousand-year soft bone rabbit had still retained her keen sense of smell.
Dugu Bo and his granddaughter followed in the middle.
Meanwhile, Qian Daoliu and Golden Crocodile and the other Consecrated Elders guarded their surroundings, forming a tight formation. The last time the Consecrated Elders had all mobilized together like this was the last time.
Golden Crocodile Douluo's gaze lingered on Qian Renxue's back up ahead, and he muttered, "Say, Her Highness the Saintess is level 90 now. When we hunt her ninth Soul Ring later, do you think she'll fight a hundred-thousand-year beast single-handedly again, just like last time?"
Azure Luan Douluo rubbed his chin. "I think it's possible. Ever since helping her hunt her fifth Soul Ring last time, I've understood one thing-we should just watch when it comes to Her Highness the Saintess's affairs, rather than worry needlessly."
Qian Daoliu suddenly interjected from up ahead, "We really don't need to worry anymore. Xue'er has grown up. She knows what she's doing."
Golden Crocodile Douluo said, "Great Enshrined, has the injury on your butt healed?"
Qian Daoliu stopped in his tracks and turned to glare at him. "Why are you so concerned about my butt? Want to come sleep with me tonight?"
Golden Crocodile Douluo said, "No, I was asking for the