Brother Ye, How Many Soul Rings Do You Have?

The aftershocks of the explosion completely dissipated.

The enormous crater of ice and fire lay silently on the ground.

Half of it was covered in frost, and the other half was emitting wisps of smoke.

The soil at the bottom of the pit was burned into charred, glassy crystals by the high temperature, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Ye Qing leaped from the edge of the pit and landed steadily at the bottom.

He glanced around.

The black-robed Soul Emperor's physical body was completely destroyed, not even a fragment remained.

The annihilation explosion of ice and fire from the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus is no joke.

But Ye Qing wasn't looking for the wreckage.

His gaze settled on a small, faintly glowing object in a corner at the bottom of the pit.

Storage Soul Tool.

Soul Tool come with a built-in Soul Power protective layer.

Even the explosion of the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus could not destroy it.

Ye Qing bent down and picked it up, then used his mental energy to probe inside and quickly scanned its contents.

Having piles of gold and silver treasures is normal.

But upon discovering a secret letter,

Ye Qing's gaze paused for a moment.

He unfolded the secret letter and scanned it, his brow furrowing slightly.

Then he put everything back into his Storage Soul Tool, flipped over, and jumped out of the pit.

Dugu Yan was the first to greet them.

"What did you find?"

Her face was still pale from the battle, but her defiant eyes never stopped moving.

Yu Feng, Osler, and the others also gathered around, their expressions all conveying the same question.

Who exactly is that Soul Emperor? And why did he attack them?

Ye Qing put the Storage Soul Tool into his pocket and shook his head.

It's not clear yet.

He said "temporarily".

Dugu Yan keenly noticed this choice of words and raised an eyebrow.

But Ye Qing didn't give her a chance to ask further questions.

His expression changed from the nonchalant ease he displayed when he instantly killed the Soul Emperor to an unusually solemn one.

"I need to go see Senior Dugu Bo."

He glanced at Dugu Yan, then swept his gaze over the crowd.

"You all go back to camp first. We'll discuss this further when I return."

The tone wasn't harsh, but it conveyed an unwavering certainty that left no room for argument.

The group exchanged glances. Although they were full of questions, no one questioned Ye Qing since he had spoken.

Dugu Yan pursed her lips, sensing that things weren't so simple, but ultimately nodded.

Ye Qing's figure quickly disappeared into the depths of the woods.

Imperial Fighting Team Camp.

The campfire crackled and popped.

But the people sitting around the fire were all very quiet.

The dazed feeling after escaping death hadn't faded yet.

The same image kept replaying in my mind.

That was the figure of the black-robed Soul Emperor who had unleashed the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus to catch up with him.

With just a light touch, the entire world before my eyes was engulfed by an explosion of ice and fire.

The thought of that scene inevitably stirs up emotions in everyone.

Yu Feng broke the silence first, letting out a long breath. "Brother Ye is too strong..."

His voice carried a sense of relief at surviving a catastrophe and an indescribable awe.

"That was Soul Emperor, Six-Ring Soul Emperor! And Brother Ye killed him in just two moves!"

Shi Mo then slapped himself hard across the face.

A crisp "snap" sounded.

"Hiss!"

Shi Mo rolled its eyes at him. "Why are you slapping yourself?"

"Let's confirm the reality."

Shi Mo rubbed his face. "I feel like what Brother Ye did just now was too outrageous, so outrageous it seemed unreal."

Osler leaned against a tree, arms crossed, his expression complex.

"Now I finally understand why Brother Ye's eyes always looked so... how should I put it?"

"Stay calm?" Yu Feng replied.

"No, it's like looking after a child."

"..."

As everyone chatted, the atmosphere gradually shifted from heavy to lighthearted, like someone who had survived a disaster.

Just being alive is good enough.

After all, Brother Ye is there.

However, Ning Rongrong was in the corner, remained silent.

She sat on the rock, holding a teacup in both hands, her brows furrowing deeper and deeper.

His lips moved slightly, as if he were silently calculating something.

Dugu Yan glanced at her, a vague sense of foreboding creeping into her heart.

"Wrong!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly stood up.

The water in the teacup splashed out.

Everyone fell silent and turned to look at her.

"Ning Rongrong? What's wrong?" Ye Lingling asked softly.

Ning Rongrong did not respond to Ye Lingling's concern, but instead looked around with a serious expression.

Then ask a question.

"Have you ever thought about how many Soul Ring Brother Ye Qing actually has?"

The air paused for a moment.

Yu Feng waved his hand dismissively. "Brother Ye is Soul King, of course he has five Soul Ring, what's there to ask?"

Osler chimed in, "Exactly, Five-Ring Soul King, no doubt about it."

Ning Rongrong took a deep breath, her expression becoming extremely serious.

"Think about it carefully."

Her voice slowed, uttering each word carefully:

"Brother Ye Qing used two level-ten-thousand Soul Skill today."

These are the Chaos Lotus Prison and the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus.

"And in the previous battle, he also displayed three thousand-year-old Soul Skill."

"Plus that Soul Skill with the clone effect..."

She looked up, her gaze sharp. "Add them all up, how many are there?"

"!!!"

Yu Feng's expression froze.

Osler slowly lowered his arm from his chest.

The face that had just been rubbed with the Shi Mo froze again.

Ye Lingling also realized what was happening.

Her big eyes widened to their limit, and she unconsciously covered her mouth with her hands.

"Does that mean he already has six Soul Ring?"

At that moment, the air in the camp exploded.

"Six Soul Ring?"

Shi Mo jumped up from the ground, nearly kicking over the campfire.

"Wouldn't that be the Soul Emperor?!"

Yu Feng's voice split in two. "Wait, wait, wait, you're saying Brother Ye is the Soul Emperor?"

Shi Mo slapped himself again. "Am I really dreaming this time?"

Osler crouched on the ground, clutching his head in his hands, completely distraught.

"No wonder... no wonder he was able to kill that man in black instantly."

"It wasn't the Soul King who defeated the Soul Emperor; it was the Soul Emperor who killed the Soul Emperor!"

All eyes turned to Dugu Yan.

"Sister Yan!"

"You're closest to Brother Ye. What level is he exactly? Is he really Soul Emperor?"

"..."

Dugu Yan's hand holding the teacup stiffened slightly.

She knew this day would come.

From the moment Ye Qing unleashed the Buddha Fury Fire Lotus in front of everyone, this secret could no longer be kept.

"Well."

There was helplessness in the sigh, but even more so, pride.

"You've finally figured it out."

Everyone's breath caught in their throats.

This statement is tantamount to admitting that Ye Qing indeed has more than five Soul Ring.

"Then, what exactly—"

Dugu Yan raised her hand to stop everyone from asking further questions.

"You can ask Ye Qing about this yourselves when he returns."

"I can only say that Ye Qing has far more secrets than you can imagine."

"..."

The camp fell silent again.

But this quiet was different from before.

I was in a daze before.

It's shocking.

Just how many secrets is their Brother Ye hiding?

The Ice and Fire Yin Yang Well.

Extreme cold and extreme heat are eternally locked in a standoff deep within the sinkhole, with ice crystals and sparks dancing and intertwining in the air.

Dugu Bo was sitting cross-legged at the boundary between Yin and Yang.

The poison technique has reached a critical point.

Nine Soul Ring slowly rotated beneath him, and poisonous green Soul Power rose and fell like the tide.

Then he heard a set of footsteps that sent chills down his spine.

He knew who it was without even opening his eyes.

"You brat, here you are again?"

"I'm still looking into your Eighth Soul Ring, what's the rush?"

"Do you think Ten Thousand Year Soul Beast are like radishes in a field, so easy to pull out and they're gone?"

"Ahem, senior, this time it's not for Soul Ring."

The person who arrived was Ye Qing.