Ling Chen nodded, then shook his head.
"Maybe it is, maybe it isn't. After all, I've never seen a million-year Soul Ring."
Ling Chen was deliberately holding back with those words. He did not want anyone else to know, either. Such a drastic leap in a Soul Ring's age would definitely make people realize something was wrong.
Even after hearing this, Bo Saixi still had not quite recovered from the shock. Was it really a million-year Soul Ring? Or was there some new classification beyond hundred-thousand-year Soul Rings?
Bo Saixi did not know, but judging by its power, she could roughly determine the Soul Ring's age.
"Can you display your Martial Soul Avatar?"
Bo Saixi looked at Ling Chen expectantly. Whether it was a mule or a horse, they would know once it was put to the test.
"Alright, Senior! Seventh Soul Skill—Green Steel Avatar!"
In an instant, the entire Sea God Island trembled. Even the waves crashing against Tang San and the others grew much stronger.
"What's going on? Did something happen to Li Tianyi?"
Several bolts of lightning flashed as the massive Green Steel Sword descended from the heavens. Its sharp, oppressive aura swept across the entire Sea God Island, forcing even Bo Saixi back several steps.
"What terrifying pressure! It feels like my body could be sliced apart at any moment."
Ling Chen stopped there.
"Sorry for disturbing you, Senior."
Bo Saixi shook her head instead, her expression solemn.
"Not at all. On the contrary, you are the one most likely to become my successor."
"Uh..."
Ling Chen seemed to want to say something, but ultimately kept it to himself. He could not exactly say that he did not want to become the High Priest and break Bo Saixi's heart.
Ling Chen still had to wait until