"What do you mean by this?" Salas's face was full of confusion. Then he saw... that bastard Yu Xiaogang had somehow already aimed his shit at him.
"My good brother..."
"Quick, catch this lovely stuff..."
By the time Salas reacted, Yu Xiaogang had already hurled it at him. Frightened, he hurriedly swung his shovel, intending to swat it away.
Smack!
But Salas had not realized that this simple action would instantly drag everyone around him into it.
"Urgh... aaagh..."
"Salas, you splattered it onto my hand!"
"Fucking Salas, aaagh... you fucking got it in my mouth..."
"It's none of my business! This is all that bastard Yu Xiaogang's doing. If you want to get angry, go take it out on him." Salas felt very innocent.
"Get him together! Kill that bastard!"
"Fuck, kill him!"
Quite a few people there had gotten some of that fragrance on them thanks to Salas's swing. They immediately stopped wanting to dodge and all swarmed Yu Xiaogang, beating him together.
The place quickly descended into chaos.
Until...
Roar-
A dragon's cry resounded, making the earth tremble. In particular, in the direction from which the red light had just come, an enormous phantom fire dragon that seemed to blot out the sky actually soared into the air.
"That's..."
"That's Lord Liu's Martial Soul."
"So Lord Liu really is absorbing a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring."
As the phantom fire dragon appeared and Soul Power fluctuations reached them from afar, everyone immediately stopped beating Yu Xiaogang, their expressions filling with shock and envy.
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
To their knowledge, that was the very highest grade of Soul Ring.
Beside the Nectar and Jade Dew Pool.
"Congratulations. You now have your own hundred-thousand-year Martial Soul."
Watching Liu Erlong soar through the sky in the