He took out two God-Given Spirit Rings and handed them to the two girls.
"What are these?" Ning Rongrong asked curiously.
Di yihong did not explain. He picked up a God-Given Spirit Ring for himself as well.
He summoned his Destruction Scepter Martial Soul, then poured Soul Power into it to activate it.
The small ball in his hand turned into a halo. After encircling the Destruction Scepter Martial Soul, it rapidly shifted from white to yellow, purple, and black.
It quickly deepened in color, stabilizing into a pitch-black Spirit Ring.
Relevant information surfaced.
76,000 years!
Spirit Skill: Eye of Destruction—Condense an Eye of Destruction to intimidate enemies. Those with weak wills would be dazed at best and have their bodies and souls destroyed at worst!
No lightning?
Oh, right.
This Martial Soul was the Destruction Scepter, not the Thunder Scepter.
Reasonable.
Di yihong nodded in satisfaction and looked at the two stunned girls.
"This is called a God-Given Spirit Ring. It is a blessing bestowed by gods upon their inheritors, sparing them the need to hunt Spirit Rings."
"You can activate it by pouring in Soul Power. It will match your Martial Soul and condense the most suitable Spirit Ring. The process will be somewhat painful, but the longer you endure, the higher the year limit."
Zhu Zhuqing was the first to recover.
She did not ask a single question. Or perhaps she simply trusted him enough.
She sat down cross-legged and activated it directly.
The commotion snapped Ning Rongrong out of her daze. She stared at Di yihong with an unreadable look in her eyes.
"So you're a god's inheritor too?"
"More or less." Di yihong urged, "Stop asking around all the time. Hurry up and absorb your God-Given Spirit Ring."
Ning Rongrong pouted.
She also sat down