In the mountains within the Former Star Luo's Kville Kingdom, a mountain stronghold sat amid the treacherous terrain. Several burly men patrolled the perimeter, and compared with ordinary Mountain Bandits, they could even be called well-trained.
The entire stronghold covered nearly a hundred mu. In a temporarily built wooden house at its center, Tang San and Dai Mubai were discussing matters of expansion.
"Xiao San, I think the time is ripe. Relying on those methods of yours, we already have a decent force of Soul Masters under us. If we keep huddling in the mountains, it won't help us maintain control over them."
Tang San, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened them. Compared with two years ago, there was now an indescribable aura about him. If Ning Bei were here, he would have discovered that Tang San was now wreathed in a faint, almost imperceptible black qi, extremely similar to the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger he had hunted before.
His Soul Power Level had now reached a point close to Soul Saint. This was not solely due to his own bitter cultivation, but also because of the methods Dai Mubai had just mentioned.
The Fifth Spirit Ring of his Blue Silver Grass was the Blood Devour ability granted by the Blood Vine, allowing him to absorb others' blood to strengthen himself. At first, following Grandmaster's instructions, he had been extremely cautious when using this ability. But once a person's prejudice took shape, it was often impossible to change. After coming to Star Luo for a period of time, no matter how many good deeds he did, as long as the other party learned that he was Tang San, they would shout for him to be beaten and killed.
Toward these people who had no real background