Chapter 70

"Good lord, those soul masters — just for soul bones, how many soul beasts must they have slaughtered?"

"Sigh, the Douluo plane — you can see straight to the end of it at a glance!"

"It's really just like some fellow daoists have said — who knows, in the future, even titled Douluo might only have nine white soul rings!"

"Soul bones, heh heh, if this poor daoist finds this world, high or low, I'll hunt down every last soul beast in it!"

"Tang San: You have already chosen the path to your death!"

At this moment, across The Myriad Heavens and Worlds, countless people were all bantering about it.

Mm, as for Tang San's catchphrase, they really did pick it up fast…

……

And at this moment, in the Mortal World…

"Soul bones, huh…" Han Li's eyes flickered. These soul bones — they probably aren't all that different from demon cores, right!

Still, soul bones have some other special abilities too, quite similar to innate magic treasures…

Innate magic treasures!

Han Li's expression shifted slightly. That thing would be hard to get his hands on…

If only he could go to that Douluo plane, that would be wonderful.

Han Li's gaze turned, falling upon the Great Dao Golden List…

……

At the same time, in the Snowy Sword World…

"Soul bones! Now that's interesting! If these soul bones were to land on a martial artist, heh heh…" Xu Feng watched with keen interest the scene of Tang San fusing with a soul bone…

These soul bones — to be fair, really are good stuff!

"Soul bones…"

At this moment, White Fox Face and Old Huang were both stirred in their hearts.

But very quickly, they shook their heads again.

They were indeed interested in these soul bones, but unfortunately, they weren't people of the Douluo plane, let alone able to enter the Douluo plane.

Now their hearts stirred, but they could only drool over it from afar, watching and slavering.

"Sigh, what a pity — if only we could enter the Douluo plane!" White Fox Face sighed.

"Enter the Douluo plane?"

Xu Feng raised his brow slightly and said with a smile: "White Fox Face, even if we could enter the Douluo plane, so what? With your strength, how many titled Douluo could you take on?"

"Heh, that Tang San cultivates the Profound Heaven Art, which is divided into nine layers. The first layer corresponds to a soul warrior; the rest of the realms roughly correspond to one layer of the Profound Heaven Art each. And in the jianghu, the Cultivation Realm is also divided into nine ranks down to first rank! First rank is further subdivided into Four Minor Stages, and as for me…"

White Fox Face paused, then said lightly: "Killing a few titled Douluo and soul Douluo is no problem at all!"

"Hiss, you're that strong?"

Xu Feng sucked in a breath of cold air, looking at White Fox Face with some disbelief.

This woman-like existence — could she really be that strong?

Titled Douluo, soul Douluo — those could almost be called the very pinnacle of existence in the Douluo plane, and yet now White Fox Face actually says she can kill titled Douluo and soul Douluo?

What realm is White Fox Face actually at?

For a moment, Xu Feng's mind was filled with countless thoughts.

He knew White Fox Face was strong, but he hadn't expected her to be this strong?

Subconsciously, Xu Feng looked toward Old Huang again…

"Sigh, Young Master, don't look at me — I'm just a horse-handler!" Old Huang hurriedly waved his hands.

Xu Feng was speechless…

Then, he looked at White Fox Face, thought for a moment, and suddenly said: "But the soul master system is different from the martial artist system. They have soul rings, soul skills, and soul bones! Are you really so confident you can kill titled Douluo?"

"First rank, four stages — Vajra Indestructible! Immortal Finger Mystery! Celestial Phenomenon Resonance! Land Immortal! Their soul masters have martial souls and soul rings; our martial artists have divine weapons and sharp blades! Their soul masters have soul bones and soul skills; our martial artists have sword arts and saber qi! Martial artists are no worse than their soul masters!" White Fox Face lifted her chin slightly, quite proud!

"Tch, I don't understand any of it anyway!" Xu Feng shook his head.

And Old Huang beside him was, in fact, secretly nodding…

He — Sword Nine Huang, Huang Zhentu!

Of the ten famous swords under heaven, he alone held six of them!

When the sword came out, any titled Douluo that came — he'd kill one; a pair that came — he'd kill both!

Like slaughtering chickens and butchering dogs!.