Simultaneous Condensation of Hundred Soul Rings. However, Quan Yi found this complicated process as sweet as honey.
Because this was not merely the simple creation of Soul Rings; it was also a test of Quan Yi's brainpower and his depth of understanding of the Great Dao.
Besides, with so many opportunities to put it into practice, if he truly succeeded in completing every adaptation, needless to say, Quan Yi's comprehension of the Great Dao would deepen even further.
At some point, the four people seated around the round table had fallen into silence.
The three people around him had all noticed Quan Yi's faraway, wandering expression, and they kept as quiet as possible, not disturbing him.
However, from their observations, they could tell that as time passed, Quan Yi's expression was becoming strange, almost wickedly charming.
Quan Yi, who would not change expression even under the most extreme pressure, had actually shown a look close to collapse when facing these weak Spirit Masters numbering fewer than a hundred.
"Heh heh, you think this tiny little thing can stump me? Go ahead and rack your brains. I'll prove to you that your Young Master is still your Young Master."
That almost perverse smile and low murmur let the three beside him feel Quan Yi's pressure.
Huo Wu sighed softly and infused her own Soul Power into Quan Yi's body, assisting him from the side and lightening his burden as much as possible.
At that moment, Quan Yi's spiritual world had connected simultaneously with every room inside the Soul Ring Condensation Tower.
Dual-Mindedness, or even splitting his mind three ways, could no longer satisfy his needs. He split off one hundred strands of consciousness at the same time, each one taking charge of a room.
The vast amount of energy stored within