A Terrifying Woman

Zhao Xuan's heart tightened as he looked at her warily. This woman was strange. Setting aside her abilities, her very presence radiated an uncomfortable, awkward feeling.

Zhao Xuan could not quite describe the feeling, but he could faintly sense a trace of something sinister.

As her words fell, an immense pressure of Soul Power instantly bore down on Zhao Xuan. The entire ground trembled slightly, and the crushed stone on the floor bounced up and down.

Yet Zhao Xuan stood immovable like a lighthouse amidst a storm, untouched by the raging tempest.

Purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black, red!

The moment that bizarre Soul Ring configuration appeared, Zhao Xuan felt as though his eyes were about to pop out. What kind of Soul Ring configuration was this?!

Zhao Xuan considered himself extraordinary as well. His first few Soul Rings had all been absorbed beyond their limits, and his fourth derived Soul Ring had nearly reached the level of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. Yet this fat woman's Soul Ring configuration was even more formidable.

Her first Soul Ring was purple, while her final Soul Ring was a dazzling red.

"Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!"

Zhao Xuan was shaken. As half a disciple of Grandmaster, he naturally understood what that represented. Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beasts were incomparably powerful, and Titled Douluo who possessed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings were even stronger!

At last, Zhao Xuan understood why this woman was so confident. When she had unleashed her Soul Power, he had already judged that her Soul Power was only around rank ninety-two at most, not much different from his own combat strength. But with a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, her combat strength had to be at least rank ninety-four.

"Pfft!"

Without warning, the blood pool beside them suddenly churned. Two streams of blood rose into the