How could it be this fast?
The Vajra Gate Soul Sage was shaken to the core.
The air cannon he had unleashed with all his strength might not have been his strongest single-target attack without stacking other soul skills onto it, but it was still the full power of a pure air cannon.
Yet the golden lotus he had barely managed to blast apart had already repaired itself?
When their fists had collided just now, Ice Fire Power had surged everywhere, and he had not seen the golden lotus recover.
Only now did he catch a faint glimpse of it through the gaps in the flames.
His heart grew heavy, and the fist in his hand grew heavier still.
This Reincarnation Saint Child was far more powerful than they had imagined.
This had already shattered the limits of their understanding.
Just how many years was his first soul ring?
Could a soul skill from a soul ring barely over ten thousand years truly be this powerful?
And that third soul skill—one skill that could boost Soul Power by more than ten levels. What kind of godly soul skill was that?
They did not know that among Chen Ming's soul skills, these two were the most special. Ice and fire merged, completing a fusion between soul rings and stacking upon each other. The effect they produced was far beyond a mere addition of soul ring ages.
Among skills of the same level, these two were no weaker than hundred-thousand-year soul skills.
"Don't lose focus!" Chen Ming kindly reminded him.
The Vajra Gate Soul Sage's gaze abruptly sharpened as he smashed his fist down.
He no longer held anything back.
Chen Ming's terrifying defensive power meant that his combat strength was bound to be extraordinary.
If they did not go all out,