"The third trial is complete."
The God King Qilin's voice boomed directly through the deepest reaches of Xia Ming's Spirit Sea.
"I never expected you to complete this trial so quickly..."
His thoughts carried undisguised admiration and emotion.
He understood the difficulty of the third trial better than anyone.
Xia Ming's efficiency far exceeded his expectations for inheritors throughout countless years.
"At this rate, it will not be long before you inherit my God Position."
The lingering note of his thoughts faintly conveyed the excitement of finally seeing dawn after a long wait.
"Since you have passed this trial, you shall naturally receive the reward you deserve."
The voice of the Qilin God Position was vast and solemn.
"First, your affinity with the Qilin God Position will increase by fifteen percent."
"Second, the age of every Soul Ring on your body will increase by five thousand years."
"Buzz—!"
All the Soul Rings around Xia Ming's body emerged uncontrollably, their originally brilliant colors suddenly becoming even deeper.
Especially the first Soul Ring of his Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff Martial Soul. As vast energy poured into it, the deep purple finally underwent a qualitative change after reaching a critical point.
With a soft pop, it was as though an invisible barrier had shattered.
The purple faded away, replaced by a restrained black ring that contained terrifying explosive force!
A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!
Xia Ming's eyes flashed brightly, and unconcealable delight crossed his face.
Now, even the weakest of his Soul Rings was a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
"Third." The God King Qilin paused slightly. "You are granted the right to use Qilin Divine Power."
"Divine Power?" Xia Ming's expression immediately tightened, his joy swiftly replaced by grave contemplation.
Divine Power was a higher-tier energy that surpassed Soul Power, one of the foundations of gods.