The Eighth Soul Ring had been successfully absorbed!
This meant Huo Wu had finally broken through to Soul Douluo.
The entire Sacrifice looked grand and magnificent, but the process was very brief, and exceptionally smooth, with almost no twists or turns.
From this, one could see just how high their mastery of the Sacrifice ritual had reached.
The Eighth Soul Ring circling beneath Huo Wu was vastly different from an ordinary Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Within the deep crimson soul ring, faint golden halos were scattered, giving off a sacred pressure that was the complete opposite of the savage aura of other Ferocious Beasts.
Quan Yi still could not control soul rings the way he controlled soul bones.
He could not directly modify them, and could only improve a soul ring's origin by indirectly seeping Soul Power into it.
So, the soul ring had not been raised to the Demigod Realm.
After the Sacrifice was complete, the Fire Shadow Martial Soul behind Huo Wu also underwent a marked change.
The phantom had grown more solid, and the Orange-Red Fire Shadow was tinged with faint Golden Light, its color evolving toward orange-gold. That familiar aura of Divinity had likewise appeared upon the martial soul.
However, the moment Huo Wu opened her eyes, the aura radiating from the Fire Shadow quietly vanished without a trace. The Orange-Gold Phantom stood silently behind Huo Wu like an inconspicuous guard.
Quan Yi walked up to Huo Wu, pulled her to her feet, and asked, "How do you feel?"
Right now, Huo Wu's face held more dazed cuteness than anything else. She had not fully digested everything that had just happened.
She raised her left hand and made a slight gripping motion. That simple movement let Huo Wu clearly feel the terrifying energy contained within