Absorbing a soul ring was a wonderful thing, because it meant a Soul Master's strength had increased and they had entered the next stage.
However, regrettably, such wonderful things always came with certain less-than-wonderful prerequisites.
A quiet environment was merely the most basic requirement.
If a soul ring's age exceeded a Soul Master's absorption limit, it could easily result in their body exploding and killing them.
After all, a soul beast's resentment would always cause trouble at critical moments.
But to Lu Yuan, these were nothing more than trivial matters.
As if its energy had been drained away, the pale purple soul ring gradually dimmed.
Yet, to everyone's surprise, this pale purple soul ring did not merge into the boy's body. Instead, it began to emit cracking sounds.
It sounded like a mirror being smashed to pieces.
As the increasingly grating sound reached what seemed to be its limit, the soul ring suddenly exploded, turning into a cluster of light spots that vanished into the air.
Gui Mei and Yue Guan subconsciously exchanged glances, each seeing astonishment in the other's eyes.
Sometimes, identity and status could not be treated as the same thing.
Although Hu Liena held a relatively high status, the standing of Titled Douluos was enough to grant them knowledge of certain secrets.
And the scene before them made the two Titled Douluos instinctively recall the dense mass of spiders within the secret chamber, the vast stretches of milky-white webs, and the silk cocoons within those webs, each continuously having its Soul Power drained away.
Yue Guan could not help but shudder.
That had definitely not been a pleasant memory.
Especially for a Titled Douluo like him, who had walked through the Gates of Hell once before—it was truly difficult to mention, much less speak of.
The boy