The first soul ring spun as it floated upward, slowly rising. Its pitch-black color made everyone feel unbearably stifled.
Even after living for so many years, Qian Daoliu had never before seen someone whose first soul ring was ten thousand years old...
He forced himself to stay calm and continued applying pressure.
He had to find out this brat's level, and what his martial soul was.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes fixed on 0000 floating in midair.
The second soul ring emerged as well, rising upward.
It was also ten thousand years old!
The third soul ring—ten thousand years!
The fourth soul ring was still ten thousand years old.
When it came to the fifth soul ring, that emotionally complicated black color finally vanished. The scene fell silent for a long while.
"Is that all? Is he only a Soul Ancestor?"
But immediately afterward, a layer of blood-red light shone across everyone's faces. A savage, icy aura spread upward from their toes, reaching the crowns of their heads.
The fifth soul ring was actually an incomparably dazzling blood-red!
"My god! A hundred-thousand-year soul ring!"
The onlookers instantly lost their composure, staring in disbelief.
"A hundred-thousand-year soul ring..."
Qian Daoliu's breathing quickened, and it was impossible to tell whether the expression on his face was laughter or tears.
And he could sense that the fifth soul ring was far from the last. This brat hadn't even released his martial soul yet.
But just as he was about to continue applying pressure, a sharp pain suddenly pierced his heart. A keen, icy chill shot straight at him from 0000!
Qian Daoliu's expression changed in shock. He hurriedly retreated several steps, clutching his chest as he nearly dropped to his knees.
Chi Xiu's body fell from the air as well, but Qian