Chapter 25: Entering the Soul Hunting Forest! The goal, the Millennium! (2/2)
Wang Feng: “……”
Glancing around, this buzz, it was as if there was an illusion of dreaming back to a previous life.
The things here are equally dead expensive.
“tang San he should be inside with the master looking for martial spirits, right?”
Wang Feng thought about it and walked straight towards the wall-like entrance of the Soul Hunting Forest in front of him.
There were still patrolling guards around.
When he reached the entrance, Wang Feng directly took out his token and handed it to the guard.
“Little friend, are you the only one?”
The guard frowned and said, “You are so young, do you really want to go inside? If you are not accompanied by your elders, you can be very dangerous, and if something happens inside, no one can be held responsible.”
Wang Feng nodded, “It’s just me, let me go in.”
The guard handed the token back to Wang Feng, and without saying anything more, he opened the gate directly.
Boom boom boom…
The steel gate, which was ten metres high, slowly opened.
An aura unique to the forest poured out, countless sky-high trees and exotic flowers and fruits, as if it was a primeval forest, appeared in Wang Feng’s eyes.
Taking a deep breath, Wang Feng put away the token and walked in.
“This is the Soul Hunting Forest!”
Wang Feng’s blood slightly boiled up.
Walking in the densely-branched forest with several paths that had been trodden out by previous people, Wang Feng felt a few moments of excitement.
“Thousand-year soul beasts! Here I come!”
Wang Feng muttered.
A Thousand-Year Soul Beast was at least equivalent to a Soul Master of level forty or higher!
To hunt a soul beast of this level was like ascending to the heavens for Wang Feng!
It was almost like an impossibility!
Even for those geniuses from big families, no one would dare to hunt a thousand year old soul beast when they were not even a soul master at level ten.
Just when Wang Feng had just entered the Soul Hunting Forest.
At the other end of the Soul Hunting Forest!
“Little San, according to my theory, the limit of what a rank ten soul master’s first soul ring can withstand is about four hundred years of soul rings.”
The Grandmaster led Tang San, walking through the Soul Hunting Forest, “So, this time, we need to find soul beasts as close to this value as possible! Moreover, since you’re an innate full soul power, all the more reason not to waste this qualification!”
Tang San nodded and touched the jade belt around his waist.
In his heart, he faintly sighed, the master was really good to himself.
Even this kind of spirit guide was given to me as a gift, I mustn’t let down the master.
Twenty-four Bridges Bright Moon Night, this was the name Tang San had obtained for this jade belt.
“This lone bamboo has ten years of cultivation, and its characteristic is toughness, which is considered to be more in line with your Blue Silver Grass martial soul. But it’s far from enough.”
The Grandmaster patted a bright green lone bamboo in front of him.
On this journey, the Grandmaster had already explained to Tang San in detail, a lot of knowledge about soul beasts, soul rings, and years.
“We’ll look for a little longer, we should be spending the night here tonight.” The Grandmaster continued.
“Okay.” Tang San seemed to remember something and suddenly asked, “Master, how many years old soul rings can Feng get if he wants to hunt martial souls on his own?”
At his words, the Grandmaster was stunned.
Thinking for a moment, he shook his head and said, “It’s hard, if he can hunt soul beasts of a hundred years on his own, it will already be very difficult. Any higher than that, two hundred years, three hundred years, or even four hundred years, even for a level thirty battle soul master of the attack department, hunting it would be a certain risk.”
“You said with me that he is very strong. But I haven’t green seen it with my own eyes, maybe, probably, a hundred years or so. It should be his limit.”
“Don’t worry, the teacher will help you find the right martial soul.”
The Master’s cold cheeks revealed a hint of a smile, “After all, that’s how a teacher can manifest his role.”
Tang San felt that what the Grandmaster said was still quite reasonable.
If Feng wanted to hunt soul beasts by himself, I’m afraid a hundred years would really be the limit, and there was still a risk to his life.
“It’s dangerous to be rich.” Tang San sighed slightly.
The more powerful the soul ring one wanted to obtain, the more dangerous it naturally was.
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Meanwhile.
A corner of the Soul hunting Forest.
Boom!
A loud sound suddenly rang out in the dense forest!
An emerald-green, five-metre-long giant snake landed on the ground with a bang!
The snake’s body seemed to be swaying unwillingly.
“Five metres long, it should be a Mandalorian snake of around five hundred years old, right? Although the noon scales all over its body are extremely hard, its weakness is too obvious…”
Wang Feng leaned his back against this emerald green giant snake, and the short sword in his hand, which had already been stained with a lot of venom during the battle, looked sharper and sharper.
Not long after, this Mandalorian snake slowly calmed down, and with it, a yellow soul ring rose up.
But Wang Feng didn’t even look at it, he just walked away.