Before Su Yu could breathe a sigh of relief, the Soul Meter underwent a new transformation. A rod glowed with a red light and a yellow light simultaneously. Su Yu's face turned dark, like a gathering storm cloud. He took a deep breath. It seemed that Lin Du was indeed fortunate, or perhaps he had managed to devour both of Wu's souls.
Both the red and yellow lights persisted without fading, and a new color rose—a blue light, the soul of a Water Content Warrior. Lin Du's facial expression stiffened. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. The enlightenment of the soul was damaged, but now, these three souls left Lin Du speechless.
As Lin Du tried to speak, another rod of golden light rose, shimmering like the sun, not bringing hope but despair. Lin Du closed his eyes as four warrior souls emerged.
The room trembled.
Mountains covered by trees and streams, a paradise for wildlife. On those mountains, slaughter and hunting! These were eternal themes.
