The second trial of the Wind God assessment was clearly far more difficult than the first.
Facing those ferocious monsters, Feng Xiaotian had fought without rest for nearly twenty-four hours. He had long since collapsed from exhaustion.
That familiar voice rang out in his mind once more.
"Congratulations. You have completed the second trial. Your Soul Power will increase by one level, and the age of all your Soul Rings and Soul Bones will increase by five thousand years."
In an instant, Feng Xiaotian felt a new surge of strength appear within him. His body seemed to have grown stronger as well, and his nine Soul Rings emerged uncontrollably.
As the age of his Soul Rings increased, the colors of some of them changed as well.
His first Soul Ring changed from a hundred-year yellow ring into a thousand-year purple ring, while his Third Soul Ring leaped directly from a thousand-year purple ring to a ten thousand year level black ring.
His current Soul Ring Configuration was therefore purple, purple, black, black, black, black, red, red, red. Even his first Soul Ring was now more than five thousand years old.
The increase in his Soul Bone ages meant that those Soul Bone Skills would grow stronger as well.
His greatest gain was that his Soul Power had now reached Level Ninety-Six.
The gap between level ninety-five and Level Ninety-Six was not merely one level of Soul Power. They were on completely different tiers.
The second trial had been much harder than the first, but its rewards were also far greater.
It was hard to imagine what the third trial would be like, or what rewards he would receive if he passed it.
Feng Xiaotian had no energy to think about such things now. Though this place was a void, every