News of the unusual movement deep in the Iron Heart Mountains quickly reached the City Lord's Mansion. A middle-aged man with brown curly hair, a high nose, small eyes, and a somewhat fat body frowned as he listened to the butler's report. Mels, a Soul Emperor cultivator, the lord of Iron Heart City, and the father of Vidal. "You said that Vidal happened to go to the Iron Heart Mountains to hunt for soul rings?" "Yes, the young master has just set out not long ago. Calculating the time, he will probably be in time for this volcanic eruption." The butler lowered his head, not daring to look at Mels' expression. "He shouldn't have any problem. To hunt a soul beast that's more than a thousand years old, you don't need to go deep into the mountains." Myers didn't care too much about Vidal's safety and asked instead: "Has anyone seen the big red snake swimming out of the volcano? Can you still see it from more than ten kilometers away? "Impossible, this is absolutely impossible... If so, how big must the snake be?" The housekeeper whispered: "Although it is unbelievable, there is more than one mercenary saying this, and they are far away from each other. It is unlikely that they are collectively experiencing hallucinations." "I understand, go down."
After the housekeeper left, Myers tremblingly took out a travel diary left by his family's ancestors from the bookshelf, and turned to the page about the big red snake. This was originally his favorite miscellaneous book in childhood, but at this moment, But it made him feel faintly afraid. He sat on a chair, rubbed his brows, and murmured to himself, "Is there such a terrifying thing next to Iron Heart City? The legend that has been circulating for thousands of years is actually true." After a while, Mels stood up and put the book back on the bookshelf, and then wrote a memorial to report the existence of the serpent to Emperor Xue Ye. Powerful soul beasts are also a precious resource, provided you can hunt them, otherwise they are just a threat. Myers knew that it was something he could not handle, so he had no intention of coveting it. If the royal family sends someone to clean it up, then he can not only eliminate a major threat, but also gain the merit of reporting. … In the Wuhunzi Hall of Iron Heart City, a group of soul masters gathered together to discuss the matter of the big red snake. "That is definitely a hundred thousand year old soul beast!" someone said excitedly. "His Holiness the Pope is in need. It will definitely be a great achievement to report it." "Sir Walter, what do you think?" the master of Wuhunzi Palace asked respectfully to the old man sitting at the head. Walter's hair is gray, and his face shows the vicissitudes of time, but his whole person does not have the feeling of old age. He looks like a handsome old man full of energy. "This is your business. You are the person in charge of Wuhunzi Temple in Iron Heart City. I have no idea about that kind of monster." Walter waved his hands, as if he was not very interested in it, "Do what I asked you to do. Done yet?" "I have sent people to Frostleaf City." "Yes." Walter nodded with satisfaction, an inexplicable smile on his face. … The carriage clattered on the cobbled road. Yan Jin was lying on the ceiling of the carriage, while Lei Yin sat next to the driver and looked at the scenery from the side. Several days have passed since the turmoil caused by the big red snake, and people are still talking about it everywhere in Iron Heart City.
This had nothing to do with Amon. After obtaining the third soul ring, he was ready to set off for the North City, but because Vidal planned to go with them, he was delayed for some time. "You've finally finished cleaning up, Golden Retriever." Yan Jin sat on the roof of the car and glanced at the gorgeous carriage following behind, saying in a casual tone. Vidal frowned, "Can you please stop calling me that? It sounds like a dog..." "Okay, Golden Retriever." Vidal: "..." Well, he can't beat him, but he endures it. "What happened to you in the end?" he asked. "What else can I do? So far, Amon has never failed in what he wants to do." Yan Jin said matter-of-factly. Although he had some guesses in his mind, Vidal was still shocked when he received the other party's affirmative answer, "You two worked together to kill that ghost? So Amon... is already a soul sect, no, Soul King?" The upper limit of the fourth soul ring is about five thousand years, and the eyeless snake is extremely close to the ten thousand year soul beast, so Vidal speculated that Amon was not the forty-level soul master he had guessed at the beginning, but a fifth-level soul master. The tenth-level soul sect, through absorbing the soul ring this time, has entered the realm of soul king. A seventeen or eighteen year old soul king! I'm afraid that the geniuses among the geniuses who have become famous in Wuhun Palace are no more than this! Amon shrugged, "No, I am just a Soul Lord now." "Ah? Soul Master?" Vidal was a little surprised, "Are you kidding me... How can the third soul ring be absorbed for more than nine thousand years?" "I can... my martial soul is somewhat special. It can be split to transfer unnecessary and excess energy to prevent myself from tearing apart due to being unable to withstand the huge energy." Amon replied with a chuckle. It is foreseeable that he will spend a lot of time with Vidal in the future, so he selectively reveals some secrets that are difficult to conceal. Yan Jin curled his lips, knowing that Amon was lying again. Although what he said was the truth, others would only understand it in another way. "Are you really just a soul master?" Vidal said with a bit of surprise. "If it's fake, it will be replaced..." This seems even more amazing than if he were Soul King... Who can absorb a soul ring that lasts nearly ten thousand years when he is promoted to Soul Lord? "Of course, since the splitting wastes a lot of energy, the quality of my soul ring will decline. It's not as scary as it sounds, but it's just a little higher than the limit of ordinary people." Amon explained. The third soul ring that Amon now has is actually about 6,000 years old. Although it can't compare to those of more than 9,000 years old, it is scary enough compared to the limit of 1,700 years for ordinary people. Suppressing the shock in his heart, Vidal is more confident about passing the selection and representing Northland College in the Elite Competition of Advanced Soul Master Colleges across the continent. He asked another question, "How old are you now?" "Probably more than 17, almost 18." Amon recalled and said uncertainly. "It's a pity that this is the last session you can participate in. You will be over the age limit in the next session. Otherwise, our college may really win the championship." Vidal was a little regretful. Northland College is his alma mater. If he can win this honor, he will also be proud of it. "No need for the next session, we can do this session..." Yan Jin sat up and said with a firm face.
Although she didn't know how strong her opponent would be, it would definitely not be too strong, otherwise it would not be a competition for young people, but should be renamed as a competition for the strong... There are still three years before the Soul Master Competition, and she estimated that it would not be a problem for both her and Amon to reach level ten. By then, the normal state of the fusion of their martial souls would be the strength of a Soul King, coupled with Amon's unreasonable huge total soul power, summoning the "Lava Giant Soldier", in the narrow arena, even a Soul Saint could be defeated! Vidal looked at Yan Jin's fearless appearance, and there was a little more smile in his eyes. He didn't know the power that Amon and Yan Jin could exert together, and only regarded it as a kind of momentum, a courage to not be afraid of difficulties and dare to fight.