After several minutes of frequent exchanges, Yang Ming had already figured out why Feng Xian's group of three coordinated so seamlessly: Feng Xian's Second Soul Skill had remained lit throughout the entire battle. Yang Ming believed it was some kind of information-transmission skill; otherwise, there was no way to explain their excessive tacit understanding and perfect teamwork.
And just as Yang Ming had expected, Feng Xian's Second Soul Skill, "Mind Link," combined the visual perceptions of everyone connected into an image and projected it into each linked person's mind from a third-person perspective, allowing them to share information.
This Soul Skill was suited for small-team battles, but if too many people were linked, it would place immense pressure on Feng Xian's information processing.
Since his opponents coordinated so flawlessly, Yang Ming no longer wanted to slowly search for flaws in their teamwork through his spear techniques. He intended to tear through their defenses head-on. Thus, Yang Ming directly activated his Third Soul Skill.
Seeing the deep black Third Spirit Ring beneath Yang Ming's feet, Feng Xian and the other two felt as though something had shattered! It seemed to be their worldview!
Feng Xian stared wide-eyed, as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to believe what was happening before him. Then he shouted.
"Impossible!!!"
"How could anyone attach Spirit Rings like that!!!"
Though Feng Xian's sword-and-axe duo said nothing, their stunned, helpless expressions made it clear that they, too, had completely broken down.
Yang Ming's method of attaching Spirit Rings, one that was countless years ahead of its time, was simply too unique! There had absolutely never been anyone like him. Even cheats like Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi, who had undergone God Trials, only had their Spirit Ring ages raised afterward. Their starting Spirit Ring ages had