Above the azure sky, two figures darted through the clouds. Jian Mu Douluo spoke:
"Xiao Bai, your Soul Power has reached Rank Eighty-Nine. Once we return, you can prepare to condense your second Soul Core."
Ling Bai had held nothing back in the battle against the two Wolf Emperors. Jian Mu Douluo could easily sense the solidified Soul Power that only appeared after condensing a first Soul Core. Before breaking through to Titled Douluo, Ling Bai had to condense his second Soul Core, or his Soul Power would remain forever stuck at Rank Eighty-Nine.
Ling Bai nodded lightly. His true combat strength now rivaled that of a Titled Douluo, or even a Super Douluo, but attaining the rank of Titled Douluo was still immensely significant. The Yin-Yang Complementary Dual Soul Core would allow a Soul Master to advance without obstruction all the way until Ultimate Douluo, while raising their combat power to an even greater level.
Master and disciple returned to the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect. The speed of an Ultimate Douluo and a Six-Winged Angel was astonishing; they could cross an empire and still leave in the morning and return by evening, just in time for dinner.
"What happened to you all...?"
The moment he stepped into the dining area, Ling Bai's brow twitched. The talents they had worked so hard to recruit from Shrek Academy had only been out of his sight for half a day. How had every last one of them ended up bruised, swollen, and crooked-faced?
Ji Juechen was practically turning into a panda. Looking so miserable, he was still discussing swordsmanship with Chen Zifeng beside him. The other talents were all injured as well, though Wu Feng had it worst of all. Half her face was swollen sky-high, and one look was enough