The moment two Thousand-Year Soul Rings glowing with rich purple light and two pitch-black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings appeared, the entire scene was stunned.
Zhao Wuji, Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others stared at that outrageous Soul Ring configuration, their eyes going blank. Their hearts pounded violently, as though they were about to leap out of their chests.
For a moment, Zhao Wuji even forgot that Gu Yi had come to challenge the academy.
"H-How... how is this possible? How could anyone possess such a Soul Ring configuration?"
Even Dai Mubai's voice had turned hoarse and trembled. "Have I been hit by an illusion-type soul skill? Is that why I'm seeing yellow Hundred-Year Soul Rings as black Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Rings?"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were filled with disbelief. Her ample breasts rose and fell continuously with her surging emotions, tracing a beautiful curve.
"A level-fifty Soul Ancestor... Is he really the same age as us? Is he really only twelve this year... Could he have concealed his age?"
"No, to be precise, he should be a Soul King. He only needs to absorb one more Soul Ring to break through to level fifty-one..." Ning Rongrong shook her head and corrected Zhu Zhuqing's mistake.
"His age should be real. After all, the teacher at the first test checked his bones to confirm it, and Xiao Wu and the others said they grew up together."
As for Tang San, his eyes had long since turned purple. He had clearly activated the Purple Demon Eye and was staring intently at Gu Yi, trying to spot a flaw.
Yet he could not see anything wrong at all.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
"How could Gu Yi's cultivation be this high? Shouldn't he only be a Soul Elder? How could he have reached level fifty?!"
Tang San clenched