An hour passed in the blink of an eye.
Xia Ming's eyes abruptly flew open. A flash of golden light seemed to pass through their depths before he released a long howl that pierced the clouds and split stone.
The sound wave carried indescribably vast Soul Power and spiritual pressure, sending ripples through the surrounding air.
"What an Evil Emperor Soul Ring!"
He slowly rose to his feet, his bones crackling in a crisp series of explosions as a surging sense of strength flowed through every limb and bone.
The immense power of origin contained within this 790,000-year Soul Ring far surpassed that of most Soul Rings he had absorbed before.
Even compared to the Demon Empress Soul Ring, it was not much weaker!
Even with Soul Power whose quality now surpassed that of most Super Douluo, this absorption had still brought him an almost leap-like increase.
As he carefully sensed the new power endlessly surging through his body, a satisfied curve lifted Xia Ming's lips.
Adding the boost brought by the 900,000-year Demon Empress Soul Ring absorbed by the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff Martial Soul earlier—
His Soul Power Level had now forcefully broken through the threshold of Rank 79!
Only a single step remained before the Rank 80 Soul Douluo bottleneck.
Amid his delight, a trace of thoughtfulness also flashed through Xia Ming's eyes.
He had long had an extremely suitable target in mind for his eighth Soul Ring.
But he first needed to persuade the other party.
That might prove even more difficult than simply killing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast.
He calmed his thoughts and turned his gaze toward Evil Emperor's enormous corpse.
With a slight stir of spiritual power, a strange eyeball—one that seemed to contain liquid spiritual power slowly flowing within it—
Slowly rose from the