Absorbing a God-Bestowed Soul Ring

Luo Chen held a God-Bestowed Soul Ring in his hand, sat cross-legged, took a deep breath, and released his Nine-Colored Staff Martial Soul.

Luo Chen focused all his spiritual power on the Martial Soul in his right palm, not daring to relax in the slightest.

Bang!

Luo Chen crushed the God-Bestowed Soul Ring. Golden light swirled around him, gradually forming a golden Soul Ring.

At the same time, Luo Chen circulated the Soul Power within his body, slowly guiding the gleaming golden Soul Ring down onto his Nine-Colored Staff Martial Soul.

The golden Soul Ring changed at a visible speed, shifting from white to yellow, then from yellow to purple. In the blink of an eye, the purple turned black.

Such speed in absorbing a God-Bestowed Soul Ring was astonishing. If outsiders saw it, they would surely find it unbelievable. His first Soul Ring had already reached the Ten-Thousand-Year level—was this something a human Soul Master could achieve?

As the age of the black Soul Ring continued to increase, a pressure like Mount Tai bearing down upon him enveloped Luo Chen!

Rumble! Rumble!

Flood-like energy and inexhaustible Soul Power surged into Luo Chen's body!

Luo Chen let out a muffled groan. His face flushed crimson, and blood trickled from the corners of his mouth. The pressure brought by the Ten-Thousand-Year Black Soul Ring relentlessly battered both his mind and body.

One had to know that an ordinary Soul Master could only absorb a Soul Ring of a little over four hundred years as their first Soul Ring.

Yet his Soul Ring had already reached twenty thousand years. Ordinary Soul Masters would only barely be able to absorb one like this as their sixth Soul Ring.

If not for the nourishment of the Life Force within the Nine-Colored Staff, Luo Chen definitely would not have been able to endure it. He would have long since given up on continuing to absorb the Soul Ring.

As the Soul Ring's age rose continuously, cracks split open across Luo Chen's body. His clothes were dyed blood-red, and blood poured from his wounds, only for them to be instantly healed by the Life Force moments later.

Thus, Luo Chen's body cycled endlessly between destruction and healing. Destruction meant rebirth.

With nothing else to do, Bibi Dong decided to look for Luo Chen and ask whether Qian Daoliu had caused him any trouble.

When she was still some distance from Luo Chen's room, Bibi Dong suddenly sensed a powerful energy fluctuation. It was actually the aura of a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

No!

Someone was absorbing a Soul Ring over ten thousand years old, and the aura was coming from Luo Chen's room.

Bibi Dong rushed to Luo Chen's room at incredible speed. When she opened the door, the sight before her made her turn pale with shock.

Luo Chen was absorbing a Soul Ring alone—and it was a Ten-Thousand-Year Black Soul Ring. It appeared to be at least twenty thousand years old.

At that thought, Bibi Dong's eyes widened as she prepared to stop him.

But at that very moment, she realized that Luo Chen's condition was not as bad as she had imagined. She could only stand behind him and guard him, though worry showed in her eyes while anger boiled within her heart.

This Luo Chen had absorbed a Soul Ring on his own without even telling her. And it was such a powerful Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring at that. Did he really not value his own life at all?

A moment later, Bibi Dong froze, her expression filled with confusion. There was no Soul Beast corpse here, so where had Luo Chen gotten this Soul Ring?

Then inspiration struck Bibi Dong. Her pupils contracted as a guess flashed through her mind. Could it be a God-Bestowed Soul Ring?

Bibi Dong could only suppress the confusion in her heart. As for the answers she wanted, everything would become clear once Luo Chen finished absorbing the Soul Ring.

Several hours passed.

The Soul Ring's age reached thirty thousand years. Luo Chen felt that he could not continue any further, so he directly stopped absorbing it.

"..."

After absorbing the Soul Ring, Luo Chen felt incomparably comfortable. His body contained powerful Soul Power, but unfortunately, after absorbing this thirty-thousand-year Soul Ring, his Soul Power had only risen by three levels.

Of course, those three levels of Soul Power had undergone countless compressions by Luo Chen. Their depth was far beyond what ordinary people could imagine.

The more condensed one's Soul Power was, the stronger the power one could unleash, and the less Soul Power would be consumed when using Soul Skills.

Crack!

Luo Chen stood up, his bones popping all over as he stretched his body. His clothes had been ripped into strips and hung from his body, making him look somewhat comical.

Because he had absorbed the Soul Ring, Luo Chen had grown taller. He now possessed a perfect physique, and his arms brimmed with explosive power. With a casual punch, he could kill a Thousand-Year Soul Beast.

After absorbing his first Soul Ring, Luo Chen's skin had undergone an earth-shaking transformation. It became even fairer and smoother, practically better than a woman's skin.

Luo Chen noticed the change in himself and felt utterly helpless. Why was he becoming paler and paler?

Ah, how troubling!

"This is way too pale!"

Luo Chen sighed helplessly.

Pfft!

Seeing that Luo Chen had safely absorbed the Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, the weight in Bibi Dong's heart finally lifted, though she was still deeply shocked.

Ordinary Soul Masters could only possess a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring as their fifth Soul Ring. Yet her disciple's first Soul Ring had already reached the Ten-Thousand-Year level. It was truly unprecedented.

However, Luo Chen's next words directly made her laugh. How had she never realized that her disciple was so amusing before?

After absorbing a Soul Ring, others would surely first care about their Soul Power Level and the effects of their Soul Skills. Who would have thought that her disciple's way of thinking was so strange? He actually cared about his skin first.

"Who's there?!"

Hearing the sound from inside the room, Luo Chen immediately released his Martial Soul and turned around with a vigilant expression. When he saw that it was Bibi Dong, he finally relaxed.

"Master, when did you come into my room? You scared me."

Luo Chen withdrew his Martial Soul, put on his clothes, and spoke with a puzzled expression.

"What, have you done something you're ashamed of? Tell me honestly right now. Why did you decide to absorb a Soul Ring on your own? Don't you know that if you're disturbed without anyone protecting you, the slightest mistake could cause your cultivation to go awry?"

"Besides, haven't I taught you before that it's best for the first Soul Ring to be a Hundred-Year Soul Ring?"

Bibi Dong fired off several questions in succession, her gaze demanding an answer.

Hearing this, Luo Chen did not panic in the slightest. He had already made up his excuse beforehand.

He looked up at Bibi Dong and said solemnly, "Master, someone told me that I could do this. He seemed to call himself God. I don't know who he really was, but he said that a God Position would be passed down to me."

"After that, he told me some things about cultivating Soul Power, then tossed me several God-Bestowed Soul Rings before leaving."

A gleam flashed through Bibi Dong's eyes when she heard this. So that was indeed the case. With her disciple's talent, it was perfectly normal for a God Position to descend upon him.

But what God Position was Luo Chen about to inherit?

"Master, that person gave me ten God-Bestowed Soul Rings. Xiao Xue is currently level twenty and needs two, while I'll need three when I reach level thirty. There are five left, so Master, you can take them."

At that moment, Luo Chen took out five God-Bestowed Soul Rings and handed them to Bibi Dong.