A Spar with Xue Qinglan (Please Follow... Bookmark... Monthly Tickets... Recommendation Tickets...)
Heaven Dou City, training grounds.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the center of the training grounds was somewhat... subtle.
Young Lord Ling Han stood tall in the arena, his ice-blue hair falling over his shoulders, his expression calm.
Yet the three Soul Rings floating around him made it impossible for anyone who saw him to regard him as an ordinary Soul Elder!
First Soul Ring: deep as ink, as though it could swallow light—10,000 years!
Second Soul Ring: equally black as night, radiating a heavy pressure that made hearts tremble—10,000 years!
Third Soul Ring: the moment this Soul Ring appeared, the space across the entire training grounds seemed to freeze for an instant.
It was not a conventional color, but a magnificent and mysterious blue-gold!
Starlike halos flowed over its surface, emanating an indescribably ancient, vast, and supreme aura—one million years!
The faint aura naturally emitted by this blue-gold Soul Ring alone made the air viscous, sent the temperature plummeting, and even seemed to dim the light.
Ling Han's opponent was Xue Qinglan, who stood across from him with an aura like an icebound divine mountain. Nine brilliant Soul Rings surrounded her—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. The noble and elegant phantom of an Extreme Ice Phoenix, radiating boundless cold, flickered behind her. The natural release of her martial soul aura alone was enough to instantly freeze anyone below the rank of Soul Douluo.
However, Xue Qinglan's gaze at Ling Han was filled with unprecedented gravity, without the slightest hint of contempt.
She knew very well just how heaven-defying Young Lord Ling Han's martial soul, the "Ice Hell Dragon Emperor," was. She understood even better what that blue-gold Soul Ring represented!
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