The b.l.o.o.d.y Baboon King wasn't dead yet. Its chest was still moving as it lay on the ground. However, the silvery-white light was disintegrating its body. The fatal wound on its chest had also turned black and started to decay, the wound expanding in size. The Baboon King didn't have long to live.

　　After pondering for a moment, Zhang Lexuan replied, "I think it's possible. Although the spiritual power of the Baboon King isn't very outstanding, it uses its spiritual power when it initiates its Ma.s.s Berserk and Bloodl.u.s.t. It isn't easy for your spiritual-type martial soul to find a suitable soul ring. If you think that its Ma.s.s Berserk or Bloodl.u.s.t can help you, you can absorb its soul ring. After all, it can enhance your physical strength."

　　Huo Yuhao didn't even think any further, "Give it to me." Indeed, he was very familiar with how difficult it was to find a spiritual-type soul ring. He could accept both the effects of Ma.s.s Berserk and Bloodl.u.s.t. Moreover, this Baboon King's cultivation was fifty thousand years! He was more than satisfied if his fifth soul ring could be a fifty-thousand year one. It could also make up for some of his deficiencies in terms of soul skills.

　　In addition, Huo Yuhao had his own plan. After the tournament was over, he had some plans for himself. He still desired to improve his physical strength. Whether it was on the battlefield or exhibiting stronger soul tools, he needed a strong physical body.

　　Just as Huo Yuhao was ready to walk towards the b.l.o.o.d.y Baboon King, he was stopped by someone.