An enormous rose-gold vertical eye appeared behind Huo Yuhao’s back as seven soul rings – white, purple, black, black, black, rose-gold, and red – gradually emerged and rose up.

A complicated expression flashed across Dai Huabin’s eyes when he saw Huo Yuhao’s seven soul rings. He sighed inside, Seems like I will never be able to catch up to him. Seven rings... he’s a Soul Sage now, and he’s a Soul Sage with a hundred-thousand-year soul ring! Even though he didn’t know what had happened to Huo Yuhao recently, Huo Yuhao’s exponential advancement dealt quite a blow to Dai Huabin.  

Huo Yuhao’s eyes shone with clear golden light as he gazed at the tiger. He reached over slowly with his spiritual power, and helped this soul beast condense its spiritual imprint and spiritual power before he helped adjust and regulate its blood so that it would be prepared for the contract. Huo Yuhao began to guide Dai Huabin only when he was done with the tiger.

Something unexpected happened right at this moment. The tiger’s dim and lifeless single eye suddenly sparkled with fierce light as its crippled frame forcibly leapt off the ground,...