Super Rare Soul Beast! Eighty-Thousand-Year Dark Gold Dreadclaw Tiger!

Sacred Beast White Tiger Right Leg Armor!

For Dai Fei, this was definitely a good thing!

"Not only has my Soul Bone changed again!"

"My Soul Power has also risen to level seventy... I actually broke through four levels at once!"

Dai Fei's heart was full of joy.

He knew that the power of a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone went far beyond this. More importantly, he had gained the Blue Silver Emperor's healing ability.

Dai Fei slowly opened his eyes, and a flash of blue flickered through them.

His right leg moved slightly, and a crack instantly split the ground, as though even the earth could not bear this power.

"Sacred Beast Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Armor, you truly live up to your name."

Dai Fei spoke in a low voice.

A ball of blue Soul Power gathered in his hand. It contained tremendous vitality, as though it could heal any injury.

"With this power, my ability to survive will greatly improve."

A confident smile appeared on Dai Fei's face.

He knew that, from this moment on, his strength had reached a new level.

However, the process of refining the Soul Bone was not yet complete.

Dai Fei's spiritual power sank into his body once more, beginning the final fusion with the Blue Silver Emperor's will within the Soul Bone.

The Blue Silver Emperor's will flowed slowly into Dai Fei's spiritual world like a clear spring.

Countless images appeared in his mind. They were the Blue Silver Emperor's memories: how she had grown from an ordinary blade of Blue Silver Grass into a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, how she had met Tang Hao, and how she had sacrificed her life to protect him and their son.

"So that's how it was..."

Respect welled up in Dai Fei's heart.

He knew that the Blue Silver Emperor's power was not merely a symbol of strength, but also a promise of responsibility and protection.

"I will carry on your will and protect everything I want to protect."

Dai Fei spoke in a low voice.

His spiritual power fused completely with the Blue Silver Emperor's will, and at that moment, the Soul Bone's power became fully a part of him.

Dai Fei's body changed once more, his presence growing more profound, as though he had become one with the natural surroundings.

His right leg moved slightly, and the Blue Silver Grass on the ground instantly grew, as though answering his call.

"The power of the Sacred Beast Blue Silver Emperor is truly extraordinary."

Dai Fei stood up, feeling the surging power within him.

He knew that, from this moment on, he was no longer the same person he had been before.

"Next, it's time to hunt for my Seventh Soul Ring."

A flash of anticipation appeared in Dai Fei's eyes.

He knew that the Seventh Soul Ring would send his strength soaring once again, and with the power of the Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, his Soul Hunting journey would go more smoothly.

Dai Fei's figure flashed and vanished from the cave.

His goal was clear-the depths of the Star Dou Great Forest, where the Soul Beast best suited to him could be found.

"Ah Yin! Ah Yin!"

"My Ah Yin! Where are you?"

"Aaaaaah!!!!!!!"

Meanwhile, Tang Hao was still searching madly through the Star Dou Great Forest. His eyes were full of anger and unwillingness, but even more than that, a profound sense of helplessness.

What he feared most was that the Hundred-Thousand-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Soul Bone had been absorbed.

Although he could find the person, kill them, and take it back.

It would no longer be the first time. It was already unclean!

He could not accept that!

It was practically the same as his own wife being defiled by someone else!

If the person who absorbed it was a woman, he could accept it!

But if it was a man, he would feel truly awful!

It felt like being cheated on!

Right now, Tang Hao felt as if a vast green prairie stretched above his head, lush and green!

Tang Hao raced madly through the Star Dou Great Forest, his spiritual power sweeping across every inch of land like a raging wind as he tried to catch a trace of Dai Fei.

Yet no matter how hard he tried, Dai Fei's presence seemed to have vanished completely. However he searched, he could not find a single clue.

"Ah Yin... Ah Yin..."

Tang Hao's voice caught in his throat, his eyes full of pain and despair.

He could not accept that the Blue Silver Emperor's Soul Bone had been taken by someone else, much less that he had failed to protect even his wife's keepsake.

"I'm such a waste!"

Tang Hao smashed his fist into the enormous tree beside him, and his Soul Power instantly shattered its trunk.

His heart was full of self-reproach and anger. Like a trapped beast, he had nowhere to vent them.

"Ah Yin, I'm sorry..."

Tang Hao's voice was low and hoarse, his figure looking especially lonely in the forest.

He knew that he had lost his last lead, and that continuing to search would be futile.

"Perhaps... this is fate."

A trace of gloom flashed through Tang Hao's eyes.

He slowly came to a stop, then finally walked dejectedly in the direction of Nuoding City.

Inside a rundown tavern in Nuoding City.

Tang Hao sat at a table in the corner, a cup of cloudy liquor in his hand, staring blankly out the window.

Images of Ah Yin kept appearing in his mind. That gentle yet strong woman had sacrificed her life for him and Tang San. And now, the last trace she had left behind had been taken from him as well.

"Ah Yin... I'm such a useless man..."

Tang Hao murmured under his breath, gripping his cup until it creaked.

His heart was full of pain and self-reproach, as though an invisible knife were cutting it apart.

"If only I'd been a little stronger back then... If only I'd been able to protect you..."

Tang Hao's voice caught in his throat, and tears glimmered in his eyes.

He knew that no matter how much he regretted it, Ah Yin was already gone.

"Tang San... I can't lose you too."

Tang Hao looked in the direction of Nuoding Academy, a flash of resolve in his eyes. He knew that the only thing he could do now was protect Tang San and keep him from suffering any further harm.

Tang Hao tipped his head back and drained his cup, then filled it again.

His figure looked especially lonely in the dim light, like a wounded beast licking its wounds alone.

Time flew by!

Meanwhile, deep in the Star Dou Great Forest.

Dai Fei moved swiftly through the dense woods, his gaze as sharp as a hawk's as he scanned every inch of the land around him.

His goal was clear-to find a Soul Beast suited to him and hunt it for his Seventh Soul Ring.

"A tiger-type Soul Beast over eighty thousand years old... It should be somewhere nearby."

Dai Fei muttered to himself.

His spiritual power spread out, sensing the presences around him.

He knew that tiger-type Soul Beasts possessed exceptionally violent power, making one suitable as his Seventh Soul Ring.

Suddenly, Dai Fei's gaze sharpened. His spiritual power had picked up a powerful presence.

It was an enormous black tiger, its body covered in golden markings. Its eyes were like burning flames, and it gave off a heart-stopping pressure.

"It's actually a Dark Gold Dreadclaw Tiger!"

"I didn't expect to run into one here!"

"It's just as rare as the Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear!"

"A super Soul Beast species!"

Excitement flashed in Dai Fei's eyes.

"But judging by this fellow's size and presence, it's at least eighty thousand years old!"

"It won't be easy to deal with!"

"This is bound to be a tough fight!"

He knew that this Soul Beast was extremely powerful-just what he needed.

Dai Fei's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the Dark Gold Dreadclaw Tiger in an instant.

He released his presence without the slightest concealment, instantly drawing the Soul Beast's attention.

An illusory image of the Sacred Beast White Tiger emerged!

Six Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet: yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black!

Terrifying Soul Power fluctuations spread out, completely unconcealed!

"Roar!"

The Dark Gold Dreadclaw Tiger let out a deafening roar, its eyes fixed on Dai Fei as though warning him not to come closer.

Yet Dai Fei did not retreat in the slightest, his eyes full of fighting spirit.