"It has been a millennium since the last awakening of a Saint Soul in the North Sea. How could one suddenly appear?"
Bing Ruolan looked at Bing Hanbai, her eyes flickering with a strange color, somewhat incredulous.
The reappearance of a Saint Soul in the North Sea waters was no trivial matter.
The Xi Tribe could awaken their Sea Soul in their bloodline, manifesting all sorts of oddities and greatly enhancing their own strength, but the Saint Soul was different.
Many Xi Tribe tribes regarded those who awakened the Saint Soul as deities! According to ancient legends, a Xi Tribesman who awakens the Saint Soul would gain incredible power, capable of commanding countless aquatic races in the endless ocean. A single thought could cause rivers to reverse flow and bring about Sky Collapse Earth Splitting!
Of course, these were all rumors.
No one had awakened a Saint Soul for so long that even the existence of the Saint Soul had become a legend.
