Qin Tian looked at the expressions on Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others' faces, the corners of his mouth lifting slightly. He was in an excellent mood.
This time, he'd finally gotten to show off.
Golden Crocodile Douluo, Azure Luan Douluo, Qianjun Douluo, and Subduing Demon Douluo were all Peak Douluo. They'd experienced so much in their lives that few things could stir their emotions.
Yet today, he hadn't just shocked all four of them completely—he'd even left them speechless.
"Xiaotian, you actually have two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings. Your Sixth Soul Ring and Seventh Soul Ring are both Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings. That means your Eighth Soul Ring and Ninth Soul Ring will be at least that old, too. Add in your Second Martial Soul, and you'll have thirteen Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings."
"No Soul Master in the Soul Master World has ever had thirteen Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings. You're going to become a legend."
Listening to Golden Crocodile Douluo, Qin Tian smiled brightly.
"Second Grandfather, you're mistaken. My Sixth Soul Ring is one hundred and fifty thousand years old, and my Seventh Soul Ring is two hundred and twenty thousand years old."
As he spoke, Qin Tian pointed to the golden markings on his Seventh Soul Ring.
"Second Grandfather, look here. These two golden markings indicate its age. A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring isn't just blood-red; it also has one golden marking. For every additional hundred thousand years, another marking appears."
With that, Qin Tian withdrew his Martial Soul, then revealed his Second Martial Soul.
The Qingtian War Halberd appeared, and two gleaming golden Soul Rings came into view before Golden Crocodile Douluo and the others.
"These two Soul Rings are golden. They represent something different: Golden Soul Rings are god-level Soul Rings."