Zhao Zilong did not argue, merely acknowledging Shui Bing'er's talent. Five years ago, Shui Bing'er's Soul Power had been level 43. In just five years, it had reached level 58. Even Huo Wu, after taking an Immortal Herb, had only reached level 59 by now.
If Shui Bing'er were also given an Immortal Herb suited to her, her Soul Power would surely be at least at the Soul Emperor level by now.
"Brother Xiaotian, your Soul Power surprises me as well! In just five years, you've improved so much." Zhao Zilong looked at Feng Xiaotian in surprise.
Upon hearing Zhao Zilong's words, Feng Xiaotian might have felt proud if he had not known Zhao Zilong's level. But now that he did, he could not smile at all. He said coldly, "Are you mocking me? In terms of talent, no one here can compare to you."
Zhao Zilong chuckled softly. Then, seven spirit rings appeared beneath his feet: Yellow Yellow Purple Black Red Black Red.
Seeing the colors of Zhao Zilong's spirit rings, everyone was stunned. They knew Zhao Zilong had reached Soul Saint rank, but what was with those spirit ring colors?
"Hundred Thousand Year Spirit Rings? And there are two of them." Feng Xiaotian stared at Zhao Zilong's spirit rings in shock.
"No, his spirit rings seem to be light red." Huo Wushuang immediately corrected him.
Zhao Zilong said softly, "Martial Soul: Blue Silver Emperor. Level 71 agility-attack Battle Soul Saint. Please advise..."
Hearing Zhao Zilong's level, Feng Xiaotian understood that they had to go all out. He said seriously, "Then be careful. Let's attack together. Fifth Spirit Skill: Wind Blade Tornado."
"Divine Slaughter's Domain..." In an instant, a powerful killing intent swept across the entire field. The four of them immediately felt a chill run down their backs