"First Soul Ring!?"
Hearing this, Ning Rongrong recalled her Martial Soul. Sure enough, a First Soul Ring had appeared on it, once again turning her values upside down.
It wasn't a God-Bestowed Soul Ring, nor a Soul Ring bestowed by a Soul Spirit. It had simply appeared on her.
This was something no mortal could do.
And the Soul Skill it granted was a defensive one!
According to the characteristics of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda's bestowed Soul Skills, this should have appeared in the Fourth Soul Ring position. Yet it had come early.
More importantly, he could condense Soul Rings.
Li Pu smiled. "What's so strange about that? A Soul Ring is energy at its core. As long as you draw in enough energy, you can condense one. There's no need to hunt Soul Beasts, and the Soul Skill will be one hundred percent suited to you."
Unlike some people, who went through untold hardships to absorb a Soul Ring only to end up with a completely useless Soul Skill—not the one they wanted at all. Someone like Feng Xiaotian could combine his own traits and develop a powerful Self-Created Soul Skill.
The Soul Skill being one hundred percent suited to them was something Ning Fengzhi and the other two all agreed with.
Spirit Masters had to hunt Soul Beasts for Soul Rings that matched their Martial Souls. Otherwise, a mismatch in attributes could result in a poor Soul Skill.
The better a Soul Ring matched, the more likely it was to yield an extraordinarily powerful Soul Skill that surpassed what should be possible at the Spirit Master's current level.
The theory that Spirit Masters could condense their own Soul Rings wasn't new. But for thousands of years, no one had found a way to make a breakthrough,