"His fourth ring is a hundred thousand years?!"
Several Title Douluos in the stands paled in shock.
Even though they had long heard the rumors, witnessing it with their own eyes still sent tremors through their hearts.
The red Soul Ring looked as though it had been carved from blood jade. The pressure it emitted faintly surpassed even Qian Duoduo's ninth Soul Ring.
Then, Xia Ming's fourth Soul Ring lit up.
Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill—Golden Domain!
"Boom—!"
Centered on him, the air within a fifty-meter radius was instantly dyed a faint gold.
Fine golden patterns emerged across the stone floor, as if an invisible monarch had descended, demanding that all things bow their heads.
Qian Duoduo let out a muffled groan, and the Black Dragon Shield in his hand shook violently!
The Black Dragon Shield was not weak, but before the Soul Skill of a supreme beast king like the Golden Lion-Tiger, especially when wielded through the Golden-Haired Lion Mastiff Martial Soul—
—it was like a minister facing an emperor, instinctively wanting to retreat.
Qian Duoduo's Soul Power now circulated sluggishly, as though trapped in a swamp. His once seamless defense had even developed faint cracks.
My strength has dropped by at least thirty percent. Qian Duoduo's heart chilled.
Meanwhile, Xia Ming's own aura surged dramatically.
After activating this domain, his opponent would be suppressed, while all his own attributes doubled after every enhancement Soul Skill had been stacked.
Qian Duoduo's Martial Soul was of high quality, and the gap between their Soul Power was simply too great. That was why he had only been suppressed by thirty percent.
If it had been a Soul Douluo with a somewhat inferior Martial Soul, being able to retain even half their combat strength within this domain would have been impressive.
Then,