Lin Li watched the Mandala Snake King charge at her and could not help sighing. "Why bother? Wouldn't it be better to obediently let me kill you?"
As soon as she finished speaking, the light of its soul rings continued to flicker. Its body seemed to be truly covered in a layer of flames, sending chills down one's spine.
In less than three breaths, the charging Mandala Snake King had been slashed down until only an unwilling snake head remained, staring fixedly at her.
Lin Li gave it an indifferent glance, a trace of coldness flashing through her eyes. The Abyssal Phoenix's phoenix eyes suddenly lit up. Guided by the energy, her first two soul rings shifted from purple toward black. What had initially been only a trace of deep black gradually became half purple and half black, before turning pitch-black in an instant.
At the same time, five pitch-black soul rings slowly revolved around her. If anyone stood beneath her, they would likely be frightened out of their wits.
Five pitch-black soul rings—probably not even a single Spirit King possessed such a soul ring configuration.
Lin Li discovered in surprise that after all her soul rings had risen to ten-thousand-year levels, the Soul Power she could wield had actually increased.
Yet she was not satisfied. The powerful resentment and hatred of the Mandala Snake King she had tortured to death brought Lin Li a new soul bone.
Mandala Snake King Left Leg Bone. The system's inspection revealed that the soul skill within was the Mandala Snake King's specialty, Mandala Poison Smoke.
It was the skill the Mandala Snake King had used in its final desperate counterattack against her.
The skill was decent, but in Lin Li's eyes, it was merely so-so. Still, a soul bone nearing forty thousand years