Little Gold threw back his head and roared excitedly.
He had succeeded!
Although he had borrowed Su Ming's strength, he had still revived through his own efforts.
At that moment, it was as though he had realized something. After roaring, he transformed directly into a streak of black-gold light and merged into Su Ming's body.
Su Ming was all smiles.
He looked toward his other Soul Rings and activated them one by one.
He did not replenish the Third Soul Ring.
Little Gold's revival was one thing, but this Soul Ring truly lacked something. Little Gold's revival had not directly revived the Third Soul Ring as well.
The Soul Rings lit up in sequence. When they reached the Seventh Soul Ring, Su Ming's gaze sharpened.
He directly shattered that Soul Ring and fused its fragments into the Third Soul Ring.
Little Gold's voice echoed in Su Ming's mind, seemingly saying it was no big deal.
Clearly, Erming's Soul Ring posed no problem for Little Gold.
Su Ming stabilized his cultivation and drew upon the Abyss Energy outside his body, devouring it greedily.
As Abyss Energy poured in, Su Ming's vacant Seventh Soul Ring rapidly condensed anew. This time, however, it was no longer red, but black-gold.
Upon closer inspection, one would find that this black-gold Seventh Soul Ring differed from Su Ming's first three Soul Rings.
Little Gold's three Soul Rings were black with gold shining through them, while Su Ming's Seventh Soul Ring was a deep black Soul Ring inlaid with golden patterns.
God Realm.
The gods were all speechless.
After making such a huge spectacle, why did it feel so not worth it?
What was this? Why had he started shattering his own Soul Ring and condensing it again?
The Titan Giant Ape's Soul Ring should have suited