"Then I'll give it a try."
Since I was going to do it, I might as well go all the way. There was no need to do it just for fun, and nine white Soul Rings would have the same effect.
Although they weren't connected to the Blue Silver Emperor's source, they were still energy in essence. I'd studied self-condensed Soul Rings before, and after a few attempts, I succeeded.
The remaining eight Soul Rings turned pale white.
They were probably all around one year old.
As for the Soul Ring energy I'd drawn out, I didn't absorb it. I let it return to heaven and earth, just like the Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring from the Blue Silver Emperor earlier.
Seeing Tang Rat's nine Soul Rings turn white was a true marvel.
A Titled Douluo with nine Ten-Year Soul Rings was practically unheard of on the Douluo Continent.
He was bound to become the stuff of legend—the first of his kind in history.
"All done."
By the time I'd finished, dawn was just beginning to break.
"With nine Ten-Year Soul Rings, no matter how strong he is, he probably won't get much out of Ring Detonation or anything like that."
Guang Ling remembered all too well how strong Tang Chen had been after detonating his rings. Tang Rat, who followed a pure strength path, would be even more formidable.
People said Soul Rings didn't matter once someone became a Titled Douluo, but in practice, they mattered a great deal. A great deal.
That was especially true for someone like Tang Rat, whose strength relied on Ring Detonation to reach new heights.
If he only used Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer and Clear Sky Nine Absolutes, he'd be nowhere near the level of a divine skill like the Great Sumeru Hammer.