Outside the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, in a dense mountain forest.

Tang Hao has been staking out this place for half a month.

He was dressed in drab, coarse cloth clothes, his hair was messy, and he had grown stubble, making him look like an ordinary woodcutter from the mountains.

However, Tang Hao's eyes remained bright and sharp, like a lurking cheetah, fixedly staring in the direction of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Half a month ago, after leaving Tang San, he rushed to the vicinity of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Tang Hao's goal this time was very clear: to find Wang Teng and find out the secret of the fourth spirit ring of ten thousand years.

Tang Hao knew that Wang Teng was the son-in-law of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and that Wang Teng held a high position within the school, making it almost impossible for him to make a move within the school.

Therefore, he chose the simplest yet most effective method—staking out.

Wait for Wang Teng to come out.

This wait lasted for half a month.

Today, Tang Hao finally got what he had been waiting for.

A streak of cyan sword light flew out from the mountain peak of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and headed southeast.

Tang Hao's pupils contracted slightly, and he activated the Soul Bone skill in his head, clearly seeing the figures of four people in the sword light.

The leader was an old man, whose sword aura was sharp and whose momentum was overwhelming. He was none other than Sword Douluo Chen Xin.

He was followed by two women and a man, one of whom was a boy named Wang Teng.

Tang Hao's heart sank.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin's strength far surpasses his own; in a head-on confrontation, he would be no match for him.

However, Tang Hao did not give up. Instead, he quietly slipped out from his hiding place and followed the sword light from a distance.

Tang Hao possesses a head soul bone with an extremely rare detection skill. It can not only sense the aura within a radius of several miles, but also conceal his whereabouts from being discovered.

It was thanks to this soul bone that Tang Hao was able to follow the Sword Douluo all the way to the Star Dou Great Forest without alerting him.

……

At the edge of the Starry Sky Forest, sword light fell.

Sword Douluo withdrew his sword energy and looked around.

The dense forest rustled in the breeze, and the occasional howl of a spirit beast could be heard in the distance. The air was filled with the scent of earth and vegetation.

"Young man, your fourth spirit ring is already ten thousand years old, so how many years do you plan to absorb for your fifth spirit ring?"

Sword Douluo asked.

Wang Teng thought for a moment and replied, "Twenty thousand years."

"Twenty thousand years old, thank goodness, thank goodness..."

Sword Douluo breathed a sigh of relief, nodded slightly, and said, "Most ordinary people's fifth spirit ring is around 10,000 years. Yours is a bit high at 20,000 years, but with your current physical condition, it should be fine."

"I thought you were going to say something about tens of thousands of years old again. You scared me."

"Wang Teng, what kind of soul beast do you need this time?"

Ning Rongrong leaned closer and asked curiously.

"A leopard-type soul beast."

While observing the surrounding terrain, Wang Teng said, "It would be best to have a wood-attribute leopard-type soul beast."

"A wood-attribute leopard-type soul beast?"

Zhu Zhuqing frowned slightly and said, "This is hard to find. There are already few wood-attribute animal soul beasts, and leopards are even rarer."

"Don't worry, I did my research before coming."

Wang Teng took out a map made of animal hide from his bosom, unfolded it, and pointed to several locations marked on it.

"There should be a group of green-eyed spirit leopards around here. They are wood-type and extremely fast, which is just what I need."

"Let's go then."

Sword Douluo was the first to enter the forest.

The four ventured deep into the Star Dou Great Forest, with Sword Douluo leading the way.

Although he did not release his soul power, the sharp sword aura naturally emanated from him. Ordinary soul beasts, sensing this aura, had long since fled far away.

The group encountered almost no trouble along the way.

Occasionally, a few low-level soul beasts would rush out, but Sword Douluo would casually wave his hand, and his sword energy would stun them, not even giving them a second glance.

Half a day later, they arrived at a vast grassland.

The grassland is low-lying, surrounded by low hills, with a sparse thicket of shrubs in the middle.

Sword Douluo stopped, his gaze sweeping over the bushes ahead, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"found it."

He said in a low voice.

Following his gaze, Wang Teng saw several leopards, their bodies entirely green and their eyes pale gold, lazily basking in the sun in the distant bushes.

They are a size larger than ordinary cheetahs, and their bodies are covered with fine green scales that gleam faintly in the sunlight.

It was indeed the Blue-Eyed Leopard.

Sword Douluo counted them; there were seven in total. One of them was the largest, over two meters long, with golden eyes that exuded a kingly aura. It was the leader of the clan, and its age was about 20,000 years.

"How about the big one?"

Sword Douluo looked at Wang Teng and asked.

"Row."

Wang Teng nodded in confirmation.

Sword Douluo didn't say anything more, and with a flash, he disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, he was already above the leader of the blue-eyed spirit leopards.

The Azure-Eyed Leopard possessed extremely keen senses. The moment Sword Douluo appeared, it sensed the danger, sprang up from the ground, and with a burst of speed, transformed into a green afterimage as it darted to the side.

Its speed was astonishing; it covered dozens of meters in the blink of an eye.

But against Sword Douluo, this speed is still not enough.

Sword Douluo didn't even draw his sword.

With his right hand outstretched like a sword, he flicked it lightly, and an invisible sword aura shot out from his fingertips, accurately striking the foreleg of the Azure-Eyed Leopard.

The Azure-Eyed Leopard let out a mournful howl, lost its balance, rolled several times on the ground, and struggled to stand up, but its front legs had been severed by the sword energy, and it could no longer run.

Upon seeing this, the other blue-eyed leopards scattered in fear and disappeared into the depths of the grassland in the blink of an eye.

Sword Douluo ignored them, walked up to the wounded Azure-Eyed Leopard, and pierced its limbs with a single sword strike.

The blue-eyed leopard twitched a few times before completely losing its ability to move.

"It's done."

Sword Douluo clapped his hands, turned to look at Wang Teng, and was about to wave to signal Wang Teng to come over and absorb it.

Just as Wang Teng was about to step forward, suddenly, the hairs on his body stood on end.

An extremely dangerous aura came from behind him, moving at an incredible speed.

Wang Teng didn't even have time to turn around before instinctively activating his Soul Bone Skill.

"Teleportation!"

His figure disappeared from the spot.

A dark figure swept past the spot where Wang Teng had just been standing, only to miss its target.

Wang Teng didn't stop, and used teleportation repeatedly, once, twice, and three times.

Three kilometers can be covered in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Wang Teng stopped and looked back.

A burly middle-aged man dressed in a gray robe stood where he had just been standing, slowly withdrawing his outstretched right hand.

The man turned around, and a resolute yet weathered face came into Wang Teng's view.

Tang Hao.

Wang Teng's heart sank.

Haotian Douluo, a level 96 titled Douluo, Tang Hao.

What is he doing here?

Wang Teng thought to himself.

Tang Hao did not chase after Wang Teng.

With Wang Teng's teleportation ability, he couldn't catch up in a short time.

However, Tang Hao wasn't in a hurry, because there were still two girls in the same spot.

Tang Hao flashed and appeared behind Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing.

Before Ning Rongrong could react, she felt a numbness in her back as a powerful surge of soul energy entered her body.

Zhu Zhuqing was in the same situation. Tang Hao placed his hands on the backs of the two women respectively, and with a burst of soul power, the soul rings of the two women appeared uncontrollably.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple.

Four spirit rings, a standard configuration.

But Tang Hao's gaze was fixed on the two purple thousand-year soul rings, his brows furrowing slightly.

The fourth spirit ring, eight thousand years.

Tang Hao could see it clearly at that moment.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing's fourth soul ring is not the four or five thousand years of an ordinary Soul Master, but eight thousand years.

"This is by no means a coincidence."

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