章 171: Soul of the Wild Beasts

As Bolso was considering the situation at hand, a Sumeer wearing four feathers on his head entered briskly, and dragged Bolso back from the group. He whispered quickly into the man's ear. Bolso's face bloomed with surprise, and he addressed Yang Ling. "Sir Yuri, the prophet of our tribe invites you to make a trip to the divine temple!"

Prophet?

For many of the native tribes, prophets were the most respected tribe members, despite not having official authority. They often lived deep in their tribes' territory, and rarely deigned to meet outsiders. Yang Ling did not understand why he would be invited by the prophet. He had just set foot in Stone City.

Could it be that he had attracted the attention of the elder when he unintentionally absorbed a portion of the energy from the Black Obsidian?

Yang Ling thought to himself, observing the strange stone walls. Then he quickly followed Bolso outside, with Yuna right behind him.