One year ago.
The Sea God's Seven Sacred Pillars had once experienced an extremely brief standoff with this young man named Lin Qing.
That standoff had left an indelible psychological shadow upon the Seven Sacred Pillars.
At that time, this young man had only just crossed the great threshold of seventieth-level Soul Power.
Yet he possessed six dazzlingly crimson, eye-piercing 100,000-Year Soul Rings.
It had stunned these big shots of Titled Douluo level!
Sea Dragon Douluo would think of the scenes of that day even in his dreams.
That youth standing proudly atop the dragon head was simply an utter monster.
Yet now.
Sea Dragon Douluo narrowed his eyes, out of instinct, and also out of dread toward an unknown powerhouse.
He soundlessly released a wisp of extremely covert Soul Power, wanting to probe Lin Qing's current depth.
How keen was the probing of a Titled Douluo.
He had originally thought that no matter how monstrous Lin Qing was, he should at least be able to probe a trace of Soul Power's fluctuation trajectory.
As long as they could figure out a bit of his background, they wouldn't end up in such a passive state.
Yet the result shocked him profoundly.
That extremely pure Titled Douluo-level wisp of Soul Power of his had only just approached within a three-meter range of Lin Qing's body.
It was as if it had directly crashed into an invisible black hole.
Sea Dragon Douluo drew in a sharp breath, a layer of cold sweat rapidly seeping across his back.
He stared fixedly at that smiling young man, his heartbeat pounding violently like a beating drum.
There was only one possibility for failing to probe his background.
The opponent's realm had already exceeded the scope that he, a Super Douluo, could understand and perceive.
Resembling