Feng Xiaotian stared at the soul rings on Mo Bai's body, his eyes almost popping out.
It was the first time he had ever seen someone with such a terrifying soul ring configuration.
His first soul ring was a ten-thousand-year soul ring.
And he even had two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings on him.
Two!
Even many famous Titled Douluo rarely possessed Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings, yet the person before him had two.
And judging by the fact that he only had seven soul rings, that proved he had not even reached Titled Douluo yet. He was only a Soul Saint.
That made it even more terrifying.
After taking a closer look at Mo Bai's appearance, Feng Xiaotian found it even harder to believe.
"So young. He looks even younger than me!"
"But how is that possible..."
"Who is he?"
"With such terrifying talent, why have I never heard of him?"
After seeing that Mo Bai was so young, Feng Xiaotian was even more shocked, and he became incomparably curious about Mo Bai's origins.
He wanted to know what force could have produced someone so talented.
Even Mo Bai of Spirit Hall could not compare to him!
Only when he saw Mo Bai summon his martial soul did Feng Xiaotian finally lose control and cry out in shock, "Blue Silver Grass! It's actually Blue Silver Grass again..."
"Level 73. Very good!"
Mo Bai opened his eyes, in an excellent mood.
Immediately after, Mo Bai reached out and summoned his Dark Demon Blue Silver Emperor, carefully observing the changes in his martial soul.
After his seventh soul ring reached the hundred-thousand-year level, his martial soul had become even sharper and tougher.
"Blue Silver Grass... It's actually Blue Silver Grass again..."
Just then, Mo Bai heard Feng Xiaotian's startled cry.