Come, Clear Sky Hammer. This is your first soul ring.
At that moment, Bibi Han sensed the Blue Silver God constantly swaying, conveying a message of danger.
"You mean I might die if I absorb this soul ring?"
The Blue Silver God nodded humanely.
Bibi Han pondered for a moment. "Only might, right? It's not certain. I want to take the gamble and experience what it feels like to brush against death."
Anyone who heard those words would surely think Bibi Han had gone mad. Wasn't being alive good enough? He actually wanted to touch death.
"I know you care about me, but over the past year or so, I've made up for my lack of combat experience. The only thing I'm missing is that feeling of brushing against death. Once I have that experience, Master's second stage of training will truly be perfect, and I'll become truly flawless."
"Even if my body can't take it, don't I still have you to heal me?" Bibi Han said the last sentence in a relaxed tone.
Come, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
The moment he began absorbing the soul ring, pain—boundless pain—assailed Bibi Han's body.
Blood seeped directly from every pore of Bibi Han's body. Veins bulged all over him, swelling grotesquely.
The absolute dominance of the Clear Sky Divine Hammer resisted the violent aura within the soul ring, greatly reducing the burden on his mind.
Before long, Bibi Han looked like a bloody man from head to toe, and his hair had turned from blue to white.
A scream burst from Bibi Han's mouth as he tried to ease the pain.
AAAAAAAHHHH!!!
Outside, in a secluded area of Spirit Hall, Qian Renxue was sparring with Na'er. The two fought without pause. Na'er's Soul Power had already reached Rank 51. Among Spirit