Chapter 2190 - 2183: When Will I Finish Hunting

"Tower of the Void!"

"Wow, the soul energy of this one is at least twice as abundant as the last one!"

"Why does this Blood Slave Beast look like a Kun? Little Blackie!"

"Why do these Blood Slave Beasts seem to be getting weaker?"

...

[Principal, it’s not that the Blood Slave Beasts are getting weaker, it’s that you’re getting stronger!] Gou Dan said.

"Yes, having already hunted dozens of Blood Slave Beasts, I feel like my soul power is nearing a perfect state." Zhang Menglong clearly felt that his soul container was filled up to ninety-nine percent with this rich soul energy.

As Zhang Menglong’s soul power rose dramatically, hunting these Blood Slave Beasts became increasingly easy, almost like instant kills. He could even pierce through two Blood Slave Beasts’ soul cores with just one shot of the Tower of the Void!

After the one-hundredth Blood Slave Beast was slain, Zhang Menglong’s soul power reached a critical threshold!

He suddenly felt as if his soul was exploded by some force, and amidst collapse and destruction, a wave of agony surged through his mind.

"What the heck is happening? Did I overreach?" Zhang Menglong instantly regretted his greed, thinking he might have absorbed too much soul power, to the point where his soul couldn’t withstand it anymore.

The excruciating pain persisted for a minute, and amidst destruction, Zhang Menglong’s soul slowly reconstructed itself, identical to the state when the Light Giant had ground his soul to dust and reformed it!

Lying like a corpse, Zhang Menglong floated motionlessly in the depths of the Blood Pond, surrounded by a dense golden glow. When Blood Slave Beasts happened upon him, they would flee in panic under the radiant aura; for them, it was an irresistible soul power.

"It seems my soul quality has advanced another level," Zhang Menglong slowly opened his eyes, feeling his soul exploration range had increased nearly a hundredfold, covering most of the Blood Pond, with no corner nor trace escaping his perception.

"There are over 200 million Blood Slave Beasts in the Blood Pond," Zhang Menglong quickly made a rough judgment. Most Blood Slave Beasts usually dwell below 300,000 meters, but their activity regions rose to around 100,000 meters due to the influence of the Blood Vortex Flow.

"To advance my soul to another level, I need at least a thousand times the soul power I just had," Zhang Menglong estimated. Before the transformation, his soul was at the first tier, now at the second tier, and if he vanquishes all the Blood Slave Beasts in the Blood Pond, he could nearly reach the fifth tier.

His current soul strength is at least a hundredfold stronger than when he first emerged from the battlefield; he estimates it’s about the same as the so-called Divine Grade soul. If he reaches the fifth tier now, he dares not imagine the level of soul strength.

"Let’s go up and rest for a bit!" With the usefulness of the Blood Slave Beasts confirmed, Zhang Menglong wasn’t in a hurry anymore; there are 200 million Blood Slave Beasts, enough for him to clear for a while, and time is on his side!

...

"He’s out, he’s out!"

Seeing the disturbance in the Blood Pond, an Emperor nearly jumped with excitement.

They quickly tidied themselves up and stood respectfully in a line at the shore.

"What’s going on? Are there people welcoming me? Does the Holy Soul Alliance really offer such a good reception?" Zhang Menglong looked at these strangers before him; only a few guards were familiar to him.

"Who are you all..."

The faces of several Emperors, upon seeing him, overlapped with memories from over a thousand years ago. The Zhang Family genes are remarkably strong, making descendants closely resemble each other unless they deliberately change their appearance.

"Sir, you must be a descendant of our Alliance Hierarch?" one Emperor bowed deeply.

"Yes," Zhang Menglong nodded, "By the way, what’s your hierarch’s name?"

"The Hierarch is named Zhang Lingxi," the Emperor replied, "He left the Holy Soul Alliance over 1200 years ago, and we wonder how he’s been these years?"

"Zhang Lingxi?" Zhang Menglong recalled seeing this name while seeking help from his ancestors, only for Zhang Lingxi to call him a fraud and scold him harshly.

"He’s doing quite well, as far as I know, still full of vigor when it comes to scolding people!"

"Uh..." This statement puzzled the Emperors completely; is this the attitude a younger generation should have towards their elders?

Of course, they dare not speak ill of the Alliance’s family members, even if he’s just a junior.

"Sir, we are six councilors of the Holy Soul Alliance, and kings of the six countries forming it. How should we address you?"

"I’m Zhang Menglong. You don’t need to call me ’sir’ all the time. You are emperors after all, maintain some dignity," Zhang Menglong realized these looked like seasoned leaders; they were actually kings of the six countries forming the Holy Soul Alliance.

"Did you just emerge from the Blood Pond?" an Emperor asked, "Your capability to enter the Blood Pond amidst the Blood Vortex Flow truly awe us."

"It’s pretty ordinary, just a small ditch, nothing special," Zhang Menglong mimicked Zhang Kai’s demeanor and acted smugly.

The term "small ditch" shocked them, inside out, suggesting if the world’s fiercest seas don’t compare to the Blood Pond’s danger, then rivers and lakes must be mere cesspools.

"Were you searching for anything in the Blood Pond? Perhaps we can assist you." The kings eagerly offered their help.

"I was hunting Blood Slave Beasts!"

"Hunting Blood Slave Beasts!?" Everyone was astonished.

To date, there’s no public record of anyone successfully slaying a Blood Slave Beast!

These kings each have Peak Transcender power yet tread cautiously around Blood Slave Beasts.

True, they can defeat the Blood Slave Beasts but can’t kill them; the Beasts’ invincible resilience wears them down, so within the Blood Pond depths, they only ensure self-preservation.

Yet Zhang Menglong arrives to hunt Blood Slave Beasts, can he really manage it?

"But you’ve reminded me," Zhang Menglong said, "I spent two hours hunting just a hundred; that’s far too inefficient. Do you know any methods to quickly amass a large number of Blood Slave Beasts?"

"Two hours for a hundred?" If he wasn’t the Alliance Hierarch’s descendant, they’d surely think Zhang Menglong was boasting.

"Yes, a bit slow, right? Otherwise, what year and month will I finish hunting all Blood Slave Beasts in the Blood Pond?"