The Golden Soul Ring, beyond even a hundred-thousand-year blood-red ring, merged into Chen Yuan's body without the slightest resistance.
With the Fire Dragon King taking the initiative, Chen Yuan did not even need to sit down and meditate to absorb this God Level Soul Ring.
Level seventy-two!
Advancing through the Soul Spirit Method did not grant extra levels, but a Soul Spirit grew alongside its host. Its upper limit depended entirely on its own potential and the Soul Master's ultimate achievements. That was a Soul Spirit's greatest advantage over an ordinary Soul Ring!
The excess power in Chen Yuan's body kept pushing his level higher. After reaching level seventy, he distinctly felt as though a shackle that had long bound him had broken!
The sluggishness that had plagued his Soul Power vanished, replaced by an unprecedented sense of exhilaration. The feeling of Soul Power racing through him was exquisite.
But whenever Chen Yuan's Soul Power showed signs of increasing, a bottomless pit swallowed it, as if using it to repair something.
Chen Yuan turned in astonishment toward the Fire Dragon King behind him, whose appearance differed considerably from the dragon corpse beneath his feet. In that brief moment, this guy had drained all the Soul Power from his body!
Not only had his level barely risen, but despite having just broken through, his Soul Power was more depleted than ever. Even the replenishment of the surrounding Origin Power could not change that.
After breaking through a major realm, his Soul Power might not be full, but surely it should not be leaking away like this?
An incomplete reserve of Soul Power was one thing, but why had his Soul Power Level risen so little?
Absorbing a Soul Beast's Soul Bone did not, in itself, add much Soul Power. A Soul