Lin Yuan gritted his teeth and followed the God of Destruction's method of circulation, gritting his teeth as he endured the strain.
The God of Destruction hesitated between the two status-type Soul Skills, but ultimately chose one of them.
"Roar!" The remnant soul of the Tyrant Dragon inside the Soul Ring snarled at the intruder who had managed to invade it.
The God of Destruction used a little of his power, and it immediately quieted down.
Though this soul had snarled at him, he would still keep it.
When Electrolux descended upon the Douluo Continent five or six years later, it could be converted into Soul Power.
After all, condensing a Soul Core with three Soul Rings was a crazy idea. Having a Soul Spirit help bear some of the pressure was a good thing.
An hour passed.
Seeing that Lin Yuan was still maintaining this state, Cao Xin and Ning Tian grew increasingly nervous.
"Grandpa, look." Ning Tian pointed at the Soul Ring above Lin Yuan's head.
The Soul Ring, which had only been faintly tinged with purple, was quietly changing color, turning a pale purple.
"A Thousand-Year Soul Ring? Could this Tyrant Dragon Soul Ring have been on the verge of reaching nine hundred and ninety-nine years?" Cao Xin was also greatly alarmed.
There were records of this sort of thing in the Soul Master World. A very small number of Soul Masters had absorbed Soul Rings that happened to fall just short of changing to the next color.
During absorption, it wasn't only because the Soul Ring had accumulated enough years; the Soul Master's own energy could also push it to the next level.
Lin Yuan's Soul Ring had clearly broken through temporarily with the help of Whale Rubber's medicinal power.
Cao Xin immediately prepared to intervene. The pressure brought by a Thousand-Year Soul Ring was in no way comparable to that of a Hundred-Year Soul Ring.
Just as he was about to help Lin Yuan stabilize the medicinal power of the Whale Rubber in his body, the Thousand-Year Soul Ring was suddenly absorbed into Lin Yuan's body.
He slowly opened his eyes and drew in a deep breath—
"Roar!"
A mighty dragon's cry burst from his mouth, making Ning Tian cover her ears.
"Kid, did you succeed in absorbing it?" Cao Xin asked excitedly.
Lin Yuan smiled faintly and summoned the Soul Ring from beneath his feet, letting it rise and circle above his head.
Feeling the Thousand-Year Soul Ring slowly floating above him, Lin Yuan smiled. "I've lived up to your expectations."
His Soul Power had surged from level eleven to level thirteen, putting him on par with Tang San back then.
The only reason he hadn't gained more levels despite the higher-year Soul Ring was that Tang San had accumulated Soul Power through the Mysterious Heaven Skill before absorbing his Soul Ring.
"Lin Yuan, what Soul Skill did you get?" Ning Tian came over and asked expectantly.
"I'm calling this Soul Skill the Will of the Dragon. It increases all of my own attributes by six percent!" Lin Yuan excitedly held up six fingers for the two of them.
Ning Tian and Cao Xin frowned at his words, their expressions full of surprise.
That was it?
A mere six percent increase was worse than some ten-year Soul Rings.
"Could the Soul Ring have some other effect? A Thousand-Year Soul Ring shouldn't be this weak, should it?" Cao Xin asked.
"Exactly." Lin Yuan lowered his hand and began demonstrating on the spot.
His Soul Ring lit up, and a faint enhancement appeared around him.
"For now, this is only the first layer. My Will of the Dragon has six layers in total." Lin Yuan activated the Soul Ring again.
Cao Xin and Ning Tian felt Lin Yuan's aura surge dramatically, reaching a level close to that of a level-fifteen Soul Master.
"Each layer of this Soul Skill gives me a threefold boost, but it also consumes more than other Soul Skills that provide the same kind of enhancement."
Then Lin Yuan added another layer of enhancement to himself, and the aura surrounding him reached the level of a Soul Grandmaster!
At the same time, his face began to pale slightly.
He had only thirty percent of his total Soul Power left and couldn't break through to the fourth layer.
"My heavens!" Cao Xin was so shocked he could hardly believe it.
After a quick calculation, he reached one conclusion: at the sixth layer, Lin Yuan's attributes could increase by an astonishing fourteen times!
That was even more terrifying than some powerful Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. Was this the benefit of absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring beyond one's level?
"Lin Yuan, will you really be able to increase your attributes fourteenfold in the future?" Ning Tian covered her small mouth, equally astounded.
This enhancement was far too outrageous. Even the legendary Second Awakening of the Body Sect wasn't this powerful.
Hearing her question, Lin Yuan slowly shook his head.
"At my current level, I can indeed increase them by this much. But as my cultivation deepens, this enhancement will gradually decrease. Even so, once I reach the Titled Douluo level, this Soul Skill will still give me a twofold boost to my own attributes."
That information had come from the God of Destruction.
"Twofold is still a lot. What a great Soul Skill. This way, you can keep your Soul Ring's power hidden and claim it came from a weak Soul Beast." Cao Xin still hadn't recovered from his shock.
Clearly, this risky venture had been worth it.
Not just worth it—it had been a tremendous windfall.
The Nine Treasures Glazed Sect... was about to gain a dragon!
The Soul Ring had brought Lin Yuan more than just these changes. Besides increasing his basic attributes, it had also granted him the ability to undergo Dragon Transformation.
Previously, after Martial Soul Possession, Lin Yuan's arms had been covered with dragon scales.
But the scales had only appeared on the backs of his hands, and his nails had grown longer. His hands had been nowhere near becoming dragon claws.
Now, Lin Yuan could transform his right arm into a dragon's claw at will. From fingertips to shoulder, his right arm became a true dragon claw.
His bloodline was still rather lacking, though. His body had contained only a small amount of dragon-type Martial Soul bloodline to begin with.
Now it had merely risen from the level of a low-grade Earth Dragon to that of an ordinary Earth Dragon. In terms of the strength of his dragon bloodline, Lin Yuan still couldn't compare to Wu Feng's family.
But so what?
With three layers of the Will of the Dragon and his Dragon Transformation right arm, Lin Yuan could then unleash his own destruction attribute.
Even a Soul Ancestor wouldn't dare take a dragon claw strike infused with the destruction attribute head-on. If a Soul King let his guard down, Lin Yuan might even be able to kill him single-handedly.
But the destruction attribute was still far too conspicuous. Lin Yuan wouldn't use it unless absolutely necessary.
And theory was just theory. A Soul Ancestor wouldn't foolishly try to meet him head-on.
After considering Lin Yuan's overall strength, Cao Xin concluded that he could currently beat most Soul Elders below level thirty-two with confidence.
This couldn't help but leave Lin Yuan a little dejected.
"Look at you, getting carried away with yourself." Cao Xin was so amused by Lin Yuan's words that he laughed.
"You're already remarkable for being able to challenge a Soul Elder as a Soul Master. Don't tell me you want to defeat a Titled Douluo as a Soul Master, too?"
"If I can." Lin Yuan scratched his cheek with a grin.
"I really do want to defeat a Titled Douluo as a Soul Master."
Cao Xin held back his strength and tapped Lin Yuan on the head.
"Alright, rein in that restlessness. The road ahead will be exciting."
Cao Xin turned to Ning Tian. "Alright, Xiaotian, you can go absorb your Soul Ring now."