A Two-Hundred-Thousand-Year Second Spirit Ring: Undying

Right now, the spirit rings appearing before Liu Yuan were also two blood-red rings.

However, compared to the first 100,000-year spirit ring Liu Yuan had previously obtained, the crimson color of these two rings was significantly deeper, and there were clearly visible carvings along the edges of both rings.

This was enough to prove that these two were not merely simple 100,000-year spirit rings!

After all, Liu Yuan was a transmigrator, so he had a fairly deep understanding of the knowledge regarding these spirit rings.

On this Douluo Continent, white spirit rings were ten years, yellow were hundred years, purple were thousand years, black were ten thousand years, and red were 100,000 years.

Yet, there were even more classifications beyond this foundation.

For instance, golden spirit rings were God-Bestowed Spirit Rings, and million-year spirit rings were pure gold.

As for the second and third spirit rings Liu Yuan had just obtained, they were 200,000 and 300,000-year spirit rings, respectively.

The age of a spirit ring between 200,000 and 900,000 years is actually quite easy to identify.

Even though the color of the spirit rings was still crimson red.

The higher the age, the deeper the concentration of this red.

Furthermore, what best reflected the age of a spirit ring were the carvings on its edges.

If one were to divide the carvings of a spirit ring into nine parts, the higher the age, the more carvings there would be; ultimately, if it were a 900,000-year spirit ring, the edges of the ring would be packed with carvings.

Therefore, as Liu Yuan glanced at the two spirit rings before him, he quickly determined their ages.

Second spirit ring, 200,000 years!

Third spirit ring, 300,000 years!

"Holy crap! That's insane!"

Upon realizing this, even Liu Yuan couldn't help but feel dumbfounded.

Although he had fantasized about his spirit rings becoming stronger and stronger, he never expected them to be this powerful!

On this Douluo Continent, even the most gifted spirit masters, like people such as Tang San, only had a combination of hundred-year, hundred-year, and thousand-year rings for their first three.

But Liu Yuan's spirit ring combination was just too luxurious: 100,000 years, 200,000 years, 300,000 years!

Liu Yuan felt that it wasn't just a matter of being invincible at the same rank; with this kind of spirit ring combination, when it came to a real fight, he felt that he alone could take down a Spirit King.

This was perfectly normal. Even without counting the two subsequent spirit rings with hundreds of thousands of years of age, the age of Liu Yuan's first spirit ring was higher than the sum of all the spirit rings of a normal Spirit King, so wouldn't dealing with a measly Spirit King be a breeze?

If he were to face Tang San at the same level, he felt he could fight a hundred Tang Sans by himself.

Tang San was just too weak!

"Let's check the spirit skills first."

Thinking of this, Liu Yuan suppressed the excitement in his heart.

He soon began to activate his spirit skills, wanting to examine their effects.

The first one he used was his second spirit skill.

The moment the second spirit skill was activated, thick black smoke surged from Liu Yuan's body.

This black smoke wrapped around the surface of Liu Yuan's body like flames, yet Liu Yuan didn't feel anything unusual.

He studied it for a long time but couldn't figure out what this black smoke was for, so he couldn't help but ask the God of Death to the side.

"Lord Death God, what is this second spirit skill of mine for?"

Hearing this, the God of Death merely smiled, then flicked a finger, and a black beam of light shot directly at Liu Yuan.

Caught off guard, Liu Yuan's chest was pierced through by the God of Death, and a massive, bloody black hole appeared in his chest.

Yet, Liu Yuan felt nothing out of the ordinary; his expression remained as usual, and he didn't even feel the slightest bit of pain.

Casting his gaze toward his own wound again, he was shocked to find that his wound had already begun to heal at a near-instantaneous speed.

Seeing this ability, Liu Yuan was stunned on the spot. It had been no more than a second or two, but the fist-sized bloody hole left in his chest by the God of Death had completely healed in that instant.

Liu Yuan touched his chest and felt absolutely no abnormality, as if he had never been injured at all.

"Super-speed regeneration?"

Seeing this, a look of intense surprise appeared on Liu Yuan's face.

After the test just now, he understood that this ability of his martial soul was super-speed regeneration. To be able to recover to perfect condition so quickly after suffering such a terrifying injury—wasn't this too fierce?

"No, it is not super-speed regeneration."

"This is, Undying!"

Hearing this, the God of Death shook his head at Liu Yuan, then, with a serious expression, spoke to Liu Yuan word by word.

"Undying?"

Liu Yuan was stunned upon hearing this, subconsciously murmuring the word after the God of Death.

The God of Death continued to explain to Liu Yuan:

"The God of Death can make people die, so naturally, I can also make people undying."

"In truth, there is only a one-character difference between life and death. Even though I am the God of Death, I can still utilize a portion of the authority belonging to the God of Life."

"Therefore, the ability of your second spirit ring is something I obtained through improvement."

"This spirit skill is named Undying. As the name suggests, as long as you keep this spirit skill active, you will not die. No matter what kind of damage you sustain, as long as this skill is active, even if your head were to be chopped off, you could instantly heal your wounds."

"Of course, although the spirit skill is powerful, it requires spirit power to sustain. Right now, your level is too low and your spirit power is too scarce. Keeping this skill active can support you for at most half an hour, so you cannot achieve true immortality yet."

The God of Death spoke slowly to Liu Yuan. As he reached the end, he still felt a bit regretful; after all, in his view, Liu Yuan's current strength was still far from enough.

But Liu Yuan was incredibly excited by this.

Undying!

This kind of spirit skill was simply too strong!

He finally understood why the God of Death had said that he was one of the most ancient and powerful deities in the God Realm, while the so-called Asura God and Sea God were nothing more than a bunch of small-fry.

Indeed! Possessing such a terrifying skill, how could he not be the strongest?

Liu Yuan had only obtained three spirit skills so far.

Yet the first spirit skill—Death Qi—meant that anyone hit by his attacks would basically die.

The second spirit skill—Undying—meant that as long as he had enough spirit power, he could keep it active and remain undying.

Didn't this make him a big boss with astonishingly high damage output who was also invincible?

Thinking of this, Liu Yuan's eyes began to burn with fervor.

Now that he had obtained even greater strength, he looked forward more and more to the scene of meeting Tang San and Yu Xiaogang again after he finished his seclusion.

By that time, relying on Liu Yuan's strength, he could probably stand there and let Tang San attack him for three days and three nights without sustaining a single injury, right?

If that were truly the case, wouldn't Tang San and Yu Xiaogang be angered to death on the spot?

"Right, I still have my third spirit ring!"

Thinking of this, Liu Yuan's gaze turned once again toward his third spirit ring.