Xiang Shaoyun was excited to see the pool of soul spring water, but he did not lose his rationality from the excitement. He was certain that there must be something else here. Otherwise, how would he have gotten attacked by the terrifying soul attacks out of nowhere earlier?

His gaze landed at the middle of the pool. There, a black flower was blooming. It had a total of 49 petals on it, each sparkling and translucent, with droplets of soul spring flowing about on the glossy, bright petals. The flower looked dainty and elegant, possessing a majesty fit for the king of flowers.

Xiang Shaoyun's breathing stirred when he laid eyes on the flower. He couldn't help but to cry out, "Ghostbloo...