At that moment, Zhu Wuneng and Ma Liang's Soul Ring absorption was still in full swing.
Dense waves of energy swirled around their bodies, the radiance of the Soul Rings interweaving with their Martial Souls in a silent dialogue.
Inside that fiery-red cave, the violet glow of the Soul Rings flowed and shifted, the Soul Power contained within streaming down like a murmuring brook.
Ma Wencai was drenched in sweat, beads trickling down like tiny streams, slowly seeping from within him, soaking the loose hair on his forehead and making it gleam.
The scene rewound to two hours earlier.
Determination shone in Ma Wencai's eyes like stars. This Soul Ring absorption held extraordinary significance for him; it was of vital importance.
Chen Xiaojun looked at the firmness in Ma Wencai's eyes and could not help nodding inwardly.
Although Ma Wencai usually seemed quiet and refined, an unyielding fighting spirit was hidden deep inside him.
"Wencai, remember, no matter how great the difficulties and challenges you face, you must hold on," Chen Xiaojun said earnestly.
"Your Martial Soul has extraordinary potential. As long as you keep digging into it and bringing it out, you will surely achieve something remarkable in the future."
Hearing this, warmth surged through Ma Wencai's heart.
He looked at Chen Xiaojun gratefully, nodded, and said, "Thank you for encouraging me, Xiaojun. I'll definitely work hard."
With that, Ma Wencai took a deep breath and began adjusting his breathing and state of mind, fully preparing himself for the coming Soul Ring absorption.
He took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began guiding the fifteen-hundred-year Blazing Winged Spirit Luan Soul Ring toward himself.
As the Soul Ring gradually drew closer, a powerful wave of energy began spreading around him.
Ma Wencai clenched his teeth and put everything