Douluo 2: Way of Fake God With Soul Tools

In the middle of the black mass, he could vaguely see what seemed to be a human lying down. The person was either gravely injured and unconscious or possibly already dead.

Otherwise, they wouldn't remain unresponsive while surrounded by a pack of wolves.

After watching for a moment, Su Luoheng withdrew his gaze and continued on his way.

Such situations were common in the Jingyang Mountains, where deaths occurred daily. Over the past half-month, he had become accustomed to it, going from discomfort to indifference, his attitude gradually becoming calm. If the person was still alive, he wouldn't mind lending a hand, but seeing that they were either severely injured or already dead, there was no point in fighting off the wolf pack; it would be a wasted effort.

Meanwhile, tempted by the scent of blood, the five golden wolves could no longer restrain themselves.

"Awroo~"

The 700-year-old golden wolf leader's eyes flashed with a fierce light. Under its lead, they opened their jaws wide and pounced on the body lying on the ground.

However, just as the wolves were about to bite down, the body suddenly erupted with a brilliant white light.

"Boom—"

In an instant, the wolves, led by the golden wolf leader, were sent flying several meters, crashing through thick trees and slamming to the ground with a thud.

The wolves that had surrounded the body were taken out with a single blow.

Seeing them coughing up blood and howling in pain, it was clear they wouldn't live much longer.

Su Luoheng also heard the commotion and felt the energy fluctuation.

"Was that a trigger-type soul-guiding device?"

After a brief pause, he cautiously turned back and approached.

Someone who could use such a soul-guiding device must not be of modest means. Since the person was likely dying, leaving any valuable items here would be a waste.

Soon, Su Luoheng arrived at the scene.

"It looks like they were being hunted…"

The person was thin, with a face covered in blood, and their eyes were tightly shut.

Wearing a torn black robe stained with blotches of blood, they appeared to have endured a brutal battle.

A faint silver light flashed from the ring on their right hand.

It seemed that the energy blast just now had come from the ring.

Judging by its dim light, the energy inside was probably almost depleted.

However, to be safe, Su Luoheng dragged over a barely alive golden wolf from nearby and tossed it onto the black-robed man.

This time, nothing happened.

Seeing the golden wolf remain unharmed, he felt reassured and moved forward to begin his scavenging.

Just as he was about to remove the soul-guiding device from the corpse, his chest suddenly twitched.

"Huh? Still alive?"

Surprised, Su Luoheng paused and observed carefully.

He noticed that although the black-robed man was severely wounded, his breathing, while extremely faint and nearly undetectable, was still present.

Even with a bleeding abdomen, he was still alive—this person's vitality was truly tenacious.

"Such a strong life force…"

Su Luoheng clicked his tongue in amazement, but his hands continued working without slowing down.

This was common practice in the soul master's forest.

Though his technique for removing soul-guiding devices was a bit rough, he skillfully removed the ring from the man's hand. His eyes then scanned the man's body for other valuables.

If he was already searching, he might as well be thorough!

"Hmm? What's this…"

While rummaging through the items, Su Luoheng glanced casually at the black-clad young man's face. He suddenly felt that the face looked somewhat familiar.

He was certain he had seen it before, and they had even interacted.

Driven by curiosity, Su Luoheng wiped the blood off the young man's face.

In the next moment, a familiar face appeared before him.

"It's him!"

Su Luoheng immediately remembered: he indeed knew this person!

It was that noble youth he had met briefly on his first night in Mingdu. He still vividly remembered the bag full of candied hawthorn sticks from back then!

"Lucky for you that you ran into me~"

Since it was an acquaintance, he definitely had to help out.

After all, he was a kind person—though admittedly, this was also in gratitude for the candied hawthorn sticks.

He quickly performed a simple bandaging of the wounds, then took out some healing pills and fed them to the black-robed young man. He assisted in refining the pills' medicinal power, which helped nourish the damaged organs and body.

Soon enough, the injuries stopped worsening, and the young man's breathing gradually stabilized.

Afterward, Su Luoheng made a simple bamboo stretcher to drag him along.

It was unrealistic to take an injured person out of the Jingyang Mountains, not to mention that the heavy scent of blood on him could easily attract attacks from soul beasts.

So, he decided to find a hidden spot and wait for the guy to wake up.

As for Teacher Ran, he wasn't worried—when the danger passed, the teacher would follow the tracking signal and find him.

…

Su Luoheng arrived at a mountain hollow.

After confirming the safety of the area within a hundred meters, he set up camp.

His survival skills in the wild had always been top-notch.

From absorbing the second soul ring to the Blood Flame Queen's revenge and now rescuing the black-clad youth, it had been a long, busy day. By the time he was done, it was already late at night.

Whenever a soul master absorbed a new soul ring, their body would undergo a period of development.

Su Luoheng had grown to about 1.5 meters tall, roughly five centimeters taller than before.

However, this process consumed energy.

So, he urgently needed to replenish his nutrients—in simple terms, he needed to eat!

Soon, Su Luoheng lit a bonfire.

He took out two whole prepared chickens from his ring, set them over the fire, and began roasting them patiently. His technique was far more refined than when he was dismantling soul-guiding devices earlier.

It was clear that practice made perfect, and this was an area where he excelled.

As for the black-clad youth, Su Luoheng tossed him into the tent. With the previous round of treatment, his injuries had mostly stabilized.

If he couldn't hold on after that, then he could only mourn his fate.

Su Luoheng had done all he could.

"Sizzle—"

Before long, the aroma of roasted meat filled the air, the smell of sizzling oil tempting his appetite.

As he roasted the chicken, Su Luoheng also began studying his soul skill.

After absorbing the second soul ring, he had been immediately chased by the Blood Flame Queen and forced to flee. He hadn't had the chance to sit down and properly study his new soul skill until now.

The soul skill was quite intriguing.

With a thought, soul power began gathering in his palm, gradually forming the shape of a longsword.

Before long, with a flash of light, the soul power solidified, and a brand-new Ice Rain Sword appeared in his hand.

After sensing the soul power within his body, Su Luoheng took out his crafted Ice Rain Sword to compare the two. In appearance, there was no difference. From the details to the soul-guiding formation, the projected Ice Rain Sword functioned just like the real one.

If no one mentioned it, it would be impossible to tell that the projected Ice Rain Sword was made of condensed soul power!