At that moment, two blood-red Soul Rings appeared before Liu Yuan.
But the red color of these two Soul Rings was much richer than that of the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring Liu Yuan had obtained earlier. Clear patterns were also visible along the edges of both rings.
This was enough to show that these two Soul Rings were no ordinary Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings!
After all, Liu Yuan was a transmigrator, so he had a fairly deep understanding of Soul Rings.
On Douluo Continent, white Soul Rings represented ten years, yellow represented a hundred years, purple represented a thousand years, black represented ten thousand years, and red represented a hundred thousand years.
But there were further classifications beyond that.
For example, golden Soul Rings were God-Bestowed Spirit Rings, while million-year Soul Rings were pure gold.
The second and third Soul Rings Liu Yuan had just obtained were two hundred and three hundred thousand years old.
Soul Rings aged between two hundred thousand and nine hundred thousand years were easy to identify.
Although they were all the same shade of crimson,
the older the Soul Ring, the deeper the red.
The patterns along the edges of the rings also showed their age most clearly.
A Soul Ring's markings were divided into nine sections. The older the ring, the more markings it had. If it reached nine hundred thousand years, its edges would be completely covered in markings.
So with one glance at the two Soul Rings before him, Liu Yuan quickly determined their ages.
Second Soul Ring: two hundred thousand years!
Third Soul Ring: three hundred thousand years!
"Holy crap! That's insane!"
Once he realized this, even Liu Yuan couldn't help staring in stunned disbelief.
He'd imagined his Soul Rings growing more and more powerful, but he'd never expected them to be this incredible!
On Douluo Continent, even the most talented Soul Masters, people like Tang San, only had Soul Ring combinations of a hundred years, a hundred years, and a thousand years for their first three rings.
But Liu Yuan's Soul Ring combination was outrageously impressive: a hundred thousand, two hundred thousand, and three hundred thousand years!
Liu Yuan felt that he wasn't merely invincible among those of the same rank. With a combination like this, he could probably take down a Soul King all by himself.
That made perfect sense. Even without counting his two later Soul Rings, each several hundred thousand years old, the age of Liu Yuan's First Soul Ring alone exceeded the combined ages of a normal Soul King's entire set. So wouldn't taking on a mere Soul King be a piece of cake?
If he fought Tang San at the same level, Liu Yuan felt he could take on a hundred Tang Sans by himself.
Tang San was too weak!
"I'll check the Soul Skills first."
Liu Yuan suppressed his excitement.
He quickly began using his Soul Skills to test what they could do.
The first one he tried was his Second Soul Skill.
The instant he activated it, thick plumes of black smoke surged around his body.
The smoke wrapped around him like flames, but Liu Yuan didn't feel anything unusual.
He'd spent ages trying to figure out what the smoke was for and still hadn't worked it out, so he couldn't help asking the God of Death beside him.
"Lord Death God, what does my Second Soul Skill do?"
The Death God only smiled. Then he flicked a finger, sending a beam of black light straight toward Liu Yuan.
Caught off guard, Liu Yuan was struck in the chest. A huge black hole appeared there, torn through his chest by the Death God.
Yet Liu Yuan felt no discomfort. His expression remained calm, and he didn't feel even the slightest pain.
He looked at the wound again and discovered that it was already beginning to heal at an almost incredible speed.
Liu Yuan froze at the sight. Barely a second or two had passed, yet the wound left in his chest by the God of Death—a hole the size of a fist—had completely healed.
He touched his chest and felt no trace of anything wrong, as if he'd never been injured at all.
"Super-speed healing?"
Liu Yuan's face lit up with delight.
After that test, he understood that his Martial Soul's ability was super-speed healing. Even an injury that terrible could be restored to perfect condition in an instant. Wasn't that incredible?
"No. It's not super-speed healing."
"It's Undying!"
The God of Death shook his head, then spoke to Liu Yuan with solemn care, one word at a time.
"Undying?"
Liu Yuan stared blankly, then echoed the word under his breath.
The God of Death continued explaining:
"If the God of Death can make people die, then naturally, he can also make them undying."
"Life and death are separated by only a single word. Even though I'm the God of Death, I can still use some of the God of Life's authority."
"So the ability of your Second Soul Ring is something I created through modification."
"This Soul Skill is called Undying. As its name suggests, as long as you keep it active, you won't die. No matter what kind of injury you suffer—even if someone cuts off your head—you can instantly heal yourself as long as the Soul Skill is active."
"Of course, no matter how powerful a Soul Skill is, it still needs Soul Power to sustain it. Your level is too low, and your Soul Power reserves are too small. You can keep this Soul Skill active for half an hour at most, so you aren't truly undying yet."
The God of Death explained it to Liu Yuan at length. By the end, he sounded a little regretful, since he felt Liu Yuan's strength was still far from enough.
But Liu Yuan was beside himself with excitement.
Undying!
What an incredible Soul Skill!
At last, he understood why the God of Death had said he was one of the oldest and most powerful gods in the Divine Realm, while the so-called Asura God and Sea God were nothing but a bunch of useless fools.
Of course! With an ability this terrifying, how could he not be the strongest?
Liu Yuan had only obtained three Soul Skills so far.
But the first, Death Qi, meant that anyone hit by his attack would basically die.
His Second Soul Skill, Undying, meant that as long as he had enough Soul Power, he could keep it active and stay undying.
Wouldn't that make him an outrageously powerful, invincible boss?
At the thought, Liu Yuan's eyes began to burn with anticipation.
Now that he'd gained even greater strength, he was looking forward more and more to meeting Tang San and Yu Xiaogang again once he left seclusion.
When that happened, with Liu Yuan's strength, he could probably just stand there and let Tang San attack him for three days and three nights without suffering so much as a scratch.
If that really happened, wouldn't Tang San and Yu Xiaogang be furious enough to drop dead on the spot?
"Right, I still have my Third Soul Ring!"
With that thought, Liu Yuan turned his gaze toward his Third Soul Ring.
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