As the sun rose and set, Tang Hao returned to the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well at some point. Watching the flourishing Blue Silver Emperor, his heart filled with comfort.
His reasons for leaving this time were twofold: first, to gather the Four Limit Families; second, to check on Tang San's cultivation.
Tang Hao also had a headache. Why had the son he remembered as obedient become so stubborn now? He insisted on going out to gain experience alone, building his own faction, and defeating Luo Chuan.
Still, Tang Hao did not stop him. He only hoped that this stubborn fool would not screw over his father. If things truly came to that, Ah Yin now had hope of revival, so raising another child later would not be unacceptable.
Upon the enormous boulder, Luo Chuan was covered in a shell of blood, his clothes completely shredded, yet his aura was incomparably steady.
Every breakthrough he made required three Soul Rings.
To push the limits of his Soul Rings, Luo Chuan had spent an entire month absorbing his first one, forcibly raising the God-Given Soul Ring's age to three hundred thousand years.
Absorbing the next two Soul Rings was far easier. Five days had now passed, and the third Soul Ring was nearly finished being absorbed.
"The Hall Master's talent is too terrifying. This kind of talent must be what they call being envied by the heavens. Otherwise, why would the Hall Master's name not be on the Heavenly Ranking?" As Ya Li spoke, Dugu Bo and his granddaughter nodded without hesitation in agreement.
They had personally watched Luo Chuan raise his Soul Rings' age to three hundred thousand years.
"Hehe, when I absorbed a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring as a Soul Sage, it was incredibly dangerous. Yet the Hall Master