Chapter 16: The Origin of Han Ming

Listening to Wu Qi's explanation, the woman was not annoyed, "I don't need you to tell me; I only believe what I see with my own eyes."

"Come out, don't let them run!"

As the words fell, over a dozen burly men walked out from the hotel.

The strength of these people ranged from Great Spirit Master to High-level Spirit Venerable.

And the woman before them had even more terrifying strength; four soul rings—white, yellow, yellow, and purple—shimmered at her feet. She was clearly a Soul Ancestor.

The strongest individuals exiled in Death Canyon are Soul Emperors.

A Soul Emperor is the peak combat power here; under normal circumstances, they would not easily appear in the Inner City, and the same goes for Soul Kings.

On the surface, the strongest people in this city are Soul Ancestors.

And the aura on this woman was clearly what only a High-level Soul Ancestor could possess.

"This is a tough mark!" Qiangu Changkong frowned tightly.

If he could do it all over again, he would definitely not have shown charity to the other party! And he certainly wouldn't have doubted the judgment of the Spirit Hall!

Wu Qi swept his gaze over everyone and suddenly smiled, "What, you want to keep me here just like that? Do you think I would dare to sneak in if I didn't have some strength?"

The woman sneered, "Don't try to pull rank here; do you think I can't see through your background?"

"As smart people, you should know that those who submit to circumstances are heroes!"

Wu Qi's gaze sharpened, "Your words make me very unhappy."

Three soul rings—yellow, yellow, and purple—emerged, and immediately, the purple soul ring erupted with dazzling light.

"Third Soul Skill, Storm Surge!"

The Qingluan Spirit flapped its wings rapidly, and a powerful storm whipped up inside the alley.

The wind was like blades, blowing against the faces of this group, easily slicing through their skin.

The leading woman's expression changed slightly, "A Spirit Venerable with such a powerful soul skill—if you reached the Soul Ancestor stage, I would be no match for you! But it's a pity, today is your death day!"

"Attack!"

At the command, the dozen burly men behind her activated their martial souls simultaneously.

This woman's martial soul was a Black Widow, a type of highly venomous spider.

Wu Qi's expression turned ugly.

If he were poisoned by the Black Widow, he feared he would truly be finished here today.

The venomous Flash-Horned Deer in his hand could only provide a warning for toxins, but it could not detoxify!

"Changkong, prepare to retreat!"

Over these years, the two had practiced their coordination, so Qiangu Changkong naturally understood the other's next plan.

He raised his Dragon-Coiling Staff above his head, making a move as if to strike.

"Overestimating yourselves," the Black Widow sneered.

Wu Qi's Third Soul Skill had indeed caused them some trouble.

Unsure if the other party had a backup plan, she did not dare to rush in.

Wu Qi did not linger in the fight; he grabbed Qiangu Changkong's Dragon-Coiling Staff and took him away from the air.

"Bye-bye!" Qiangu Changkong laughed and waved at them.

The Black Widow wanted to pursue, but the Qingluan Spirit had an extremely high flight ceiling and soon disappeared into the night; how was she supposed to find them?

"Big Sister, there are no flying-type Spirit Masters in the canyon. Looking at their posture, it seems they really did sneak in."

A man who had heard Wu Qi's words couldn't help but analyze.

Earlier, both sides had already exposed each other's identities, so there was no need for Wu Qi to deny their origins.

For a moment, the Black Widow was unsure of their identities.

Tonight, they definitely couldn't stay in the city.

Wu Qi took Qiangu Changkong to rest in a safe place in the outskirts.

Thinking back on everything that had just happened, Qiangu Changkong said angrily, "That dead woman, daring to pull a stunt like that. Just wait until I break through to Soul King; see if I don't use my Dragon-Coiling Staff to smash her head in."

Wu Qi suddenly smiled and shrugged, "You look like you're just throwing a tantrum of incompetence?"

"After this encounter, just be more careful in the future; there's no need to lose your cool. Let's think about what to do next."

Having escaped the Inner City, if they wanted to find Soul Ancestor or Spirit Venerable powerhouses, they would only be able to camp out in the outskirts and wait for those fated to meet them.

If the environmental factors were unfavorable, Wu Qi would not dare to easily attack a Soul Ancestor; he feared the upcoming training would be difficult to complete within a month.

While deep in thought, a white-clad figure appeared, looking extremely striking against the moonlight, standing not far from them.

When Wu Qi noticed the other party, he became instantly vigilant.

To be able to appear near them without a sound, the newcomer's strength could not be underestimated.

However, this figure was somewhat familiar.

When the other party drew closer, his brow relaxed slightly, "Brother Han, what brings you here at this time?"

He was not familiar with Han Ming and did not know the other party's purpose.

They had just escaped the Inner City, and now they ran into Han Ming. If one said the other party wasn't after the Golden Badge, he wouldn't believe it even if he died.

Han Ming chuckled and pressed his hands down, "No need to be nervous, I am here to help you. Tell me, what is your mission objective? I might be able to provide some assistance."

Wu Qi frowned.

Qiangu Changkong kept his right hand behind his back, preparing for battle.

"I don't understand what you mean!"

Seeing this, Han Ming couldn't help but laugh and cry.

He took a Token from his bosom and tossed it into Wu Qi's hand, "I am an Inspector within Death Canyon."

The so-called Inspector is one who monitors every move of the criminals; if the criminals here show signs of rioting, he must secretly nip it in the bud or report it to the Spirit Hall in a timely manner.

The identity of an Inspector is kept confidential; to the outside world, Han Ming only claims that he was exiled here.

"Your elders asked me to provide some convenience; what, you still don't trust me?"

Wu Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief and returned the Token to the other party's hand.

Within the Spirit Hall, the Consecration Hall indeed could not disclose information about the canyon to him.

But after entering the canyon, with a "local" revealing it to them, no one could find fault with that.

It stands to reason that when Hu Liena and the others came, they also received help from Han Ming.

……

After some conversation, Han Ming gave a helpless, bitter smile, "The Survival Task is easy enough to talk about, but for your Collection Task, you can only find a way to kill someone."

"Moreover, you have already been targeted by the Black Widow; even if your identities haven't been exposed, once you appear before her in the future, there will still be trouble."

Qiangu Changkong asked anxiously, "Brother Han, are there any low-level Soul Ancestors? As long as I get one Purple Badge, my task will be completed."

Han Ming was just about to retort, but after recalling Wu Qi's strength, he did not feel the other party was dreaming.

He had watched from the shadows when Wu Qi previously killed Hu Er Han; if the two of them cooperated, it was not hopeless to kill a low-level Soul Ancestor.

Han Ming thought for a moment and remembered someone, "Iron Blade Wang Tong, a Level Forty-One Soul Ancestor, has a Purple Badge and lives in the city."

"This guy acts low-key and won't easily leave the city. Besides, I cannot directly intervene to help you complete the assessment; this is the bottom line."

"I will tell you the situation with that guy in detail later; how to lure him out of the city is up to you."

"There are a few other low-level Soul Ancestors, but their whereabouts are uncertain, and I cannot say for sure where they might be."

……

With Han Ming's help, this trial became much simpler.

However, the two of them did not slack off because of this.

Han Ming could not intervene to save them at a life-or-death moment; if they were sought out by the Black Widow again, it would still be a troublesome matter.

After thinking it over, Wu Qi decided to lie low in the suburbs for the time being, waiting for a low-level Soul Ancestor to appear.

(End of this chapter)