Inside the Sea God Hall.
Rings of spirit rings appeared around Zhu Zhuqing and the other women. Sweat kept dripping from their foreheads, and pain showed on every face.
Blood-red spirit rings hovered above each of their heads, the waves they gave off enough to suffocate an ordinary Soul Master.
This had already surpassed the limit of a One Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring and was advancing toward an even deeper level—the realm of over two hundred thousand years of cultivation. Even for many Titled Douluo, possessing a single One Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring was extremely rare, let alone a spirit ring of over two hundred thousand years.
There were only a handful of soul beasts above two hundred thousand years. For one to suit oneself, be absorbable, and also match one's spirit was almost impossible.
Zhu Zhuqing, Dugu Yan, and the others knew this clearly, so when it came to their final spirit ring, they had to do everything they could and give it their all.
And with Dai Yao guarding them from the side, they could break through their limits without distraction, without having to worry about their lives.
Only the spirit ring above Bai Chenxiang's head was still a Black Spirit Ring.
"A seventy-thousand-year spirit ring is already very difficult for Xiang Xiang. Her current state is already on the verge of her limit, but from the look of it, she doesn't seem to have any intention of stopping here..."
Dai Yao looked at Bai Chenxiang, whose blood kept seeping out and whose face was twisted with pain, and hesitated over whether he should interrupt her persistence.
Sure enough, Bai Chenxiang did not hesitate in the slightest. Since she had already reached her limit, she would rouse her utterly exhausted body one last time, gather all