Qin Tian was deeply puzzled. Based on his predictions, his physique could absorb a Soul Ring of at most around ninety thousand years. Any older, and he risked his body exploding.
But what was happening now? The Soul Ring had reached a hundred thousand years, and he still hadn't felt any pressure.
Although he didn't know what had happened while he was unconscious, his Sixth Soul Ring was now a hundred thousand years old, and he still felt no pressure. In other words, his physique could withstand more.
Qin Tian was thrilled. He wanted to find out where his limit lay.
A hundred thousand years without pressure—what about a hundred and ten thousand? A hundred and twenty thousand? Or even two hundred thousand!
Having made up his mind, Qin Tian no longer hesitated. Instead, he increased his absorption of the Soul Ring.
The Soul Power within the ring poured down in terrifying waves, but Qin Tian felt no pressure at all.
A hundred and ten thousand years, a hundred and twenty thousand, a hundred and thirty thousand.
It was only when the Soul Ring reached a hundred and thirty thousand years that Qin Tian began to feel the pressure.
Qin Tian furrowed his brow, his expression grave.
"A hundred and thirty thousand years? With my physique as it is now, a hundred and forty thousand shouldn't be a problem. A hundred and fifty thousand is still worth attempting."
Under the terrifying pressure, Qin Tian gritted his teeth and endured. Once more, he felt that long-familiar pain.
His bones creaked under the crushing pressure. His meridians throbbed with a swollen ache, and his flesh seemed to be sliced apart inch by inch...
Outside the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well,
Qian Renxue arrived in the valley. Seeing Ling Yuan Douluo cultivating, she furrowed her brow.
"Elder Ling Yuan, where's Xiao Tian?"
Ling Yuan Douluo had noticed Qian Renxue's arrival long ago. Hearing her question, she immediately rose and bowed.
"This subordinate greets the Young Master!"
Qian Renxue waved a hand, indicating that Ling Yuan needn't be so formal.
"Young Master, His Highness the Holy Son entered the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well to cultivate. Before going in, he ordered me to guard this place."
"His Highness the Holy Son said that no one should disturb him while he cultivates."
Qian Renxue furrowed her brow, an exasperated look in her eyes.
"Honestly, Xiao Tian. He finally came to Heaven Dou City, and he can't even spend some time with me. All he knows is how to cultivate."
"Elder Ling Yuan, stay here and guard the place. Don't let anyone disturb Xiao Tian's cultivation."
After speaking, Qian Renxue walked into the valley. When she reached the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, she gazed at the utterly still pool, a trace of displeasure in her eyes.
"Hmph!"
"Xiao Tian, just you wait until you come out."
Qian Renxue waited by the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well for a long time, but Qin Tian never appeared. After glancing at the sky, she decided not to wait any longer and headed toward Heaven Dou City.
Just after Qian Renxue left, a terrifying aura spread through the valley.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"I did it! I did it! I've finally made it!"
"Super Douluo! I'm a Super Douluo! I never thought I, Dugu Bo, would reach this level!"
Ling Yuan Douluo furrowed her brow and flashed over to Dugu Bo.
"Elder Dugu, His Highness the Holy Son is still cultivating. Please don't disturb him."
Hearing Ling Yuan Douluo's words, Dugu Bo immediately withdrew his aura, an embarrassed look on his face.
"Ahem!"
"Elder Ling Yuan, I just broke through by accident. I got a little carried away, so naturally..."
After refining the Nine-Rank Dragon Ganoderma, Dugu Bo's cultivation had reached level ninety-five, making him a Super Douluo.
After joining Spirit Hall, he'd received its support, and his poison had long since been removed.
Once the poison was gone, his cultivation reached level ninety-two. After several years of hard work, he advanced to level ninety-three.
For a Titled Douluo, breaking through was exceptionally difficult. Sometimes, they could spend years or even decades without making any progress.
Now, thanks to the Nine-Rank Dragon Ganoderma, he had broken through straight to level ninety-five.
A level-ninety-five Super Douluo—he'd never dared to imagine reaching such a level before.
What's more, Dugu Bo's strength wasn't the only thing to reach level ninety-five. His Martial Soul had also advanced further, transforming from a snake into a dragon.
Now that his Martial Soul had evolved, his physique had improved as well. He was no longer merely a Control System Soul Master; he could even trade blows head-on with a Power Attack System Titled Douluo without fear.
Deep within the Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well, the Soul Ring above Qin Tian's head had turned dark red.
"One hundred and forty-eight thousand years. I'm only two thousand years short of a hundred and fifty thousand. Two thousand years is nothing—I can definitely do it."
Qin Tian was now drenched in blood. His skin had split all over, and blood kept streaming down.
"Explode!"
Qin Tian roared. With his cry, the Soul Ring's age finally reached a hundred and fifty thousand years.
The moment the Soul Ring reached a hundred and fifty thousand years, Qin Tian stopped increasing its age without the slightest hesitation.
A hundred and fifty thousand years was already far beyond his expectations.
His original plan had been to strengthen his physique again with the Blue Silver Emperor's Soul Bone before obtaining his Sixth Soul Ring, then ask his teacher for a high-quality Head Soul Bone to strengthen his spiritual power, and finally hunt a Titan Giant in the Star Dou Great Forest.
But now, thanks to the Evil God King's God Trial, he had raised the age of his Sixth Soul Ring directly to a hundred and fifty thousand years.
It was far beyond his expectations. A hundred and fifty thousand years for a Sixth Soul Ring—unprecedented.
A hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring was the dream of countless Soul Masters. How many Titled Douluo had one? As far as he knew, there were Qian Daoliu, Bo Saixi, Tang Chen, Golden Crocodile, Bibi Dong, and Tang Hao.
But for all of them, it was their Ninth Soul Ring—not like his, with a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring as his Sixth.
And with a God Trial underway, Qin Tian's Soul Rings from his Sixth onward wouldn't be low.
If his Sixth Ring was already a hundred and fifty thousand years old, how old would his Seventh Ring be? And his Eighth and Ninth Soul Rings?
He had to remember that he didn't have just one Martial Soul. He had another one, too.
In future battles, the moment he revealed the Qingtian War Halberd, his Soul Rings would start with red. His enemies would probably be terrified at the sight.
Qin Tian took a deep breath and steadied himself.
After he absorbed the Soul Ring, his body began recovering rapidly.
At that moment, he had only one question: why could he make his Sixth Soul Ring reach a hundred and fifty thousand years?
"Your Majesty, are you still there?"
Qin Tian called out to the Evil God King in his Divine Sea. He knew something must have changed about him, but he didn't know what. And this was probably connected to the Evil God King.
The vanished corpses of the Water and Fire Dragon Kings were proof. If he wanted to know what had happened, all he had to do was ask the Evil God King.
"Little one, what do you want with this God King?"
"Your Majesty, did something happen to my body?"
Hearing Qin Tian's question, the Evil God King laughed.
"Little one, with this God King's help, your body has completed its transformation. The Water and Fire Dragon Kings tried to possess you, but this God King destroyed their dragon souls and condensed part of their essence into two divine rings, which were attached to your Second Martial Soul."
"This God King condensed the Water and Fire Dragon Kings' remaining essence into two External Soul Bones and fused them directly into your body. As for their Dragon Cores, this God King combined them into one and fused it into your lower dantian."
"You're probably wondering why the Soul Ring reached a hundred and fifty thousand years after you absorbed it. There's your answer."
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