The Ten-Thousand-Year Fourth Soul Ring!

"Phoenix Holy Light Blast!"

"Phoenix Flame Slash!"

"Radiant Holy Wings: Radiant Blade Storm!"

The three attacks were unleashed simultaneously. The golden beam of light, the crimson-gold flaming blade, and the countless blades of light dancing through the air intertwined, forming a devastating torrent of energy that slammed into the Radiant Dragon Sparrow's chest!

The Radiant Dragon Sparrow had just released its blade attack and was in a temporary energy vacuum, unable to condense a defense in time.

Boom!!

The torrent of energy struck the Radiant Dragon Sparrow's chest with pinpoint accuracy, erupting with an earth-shaking boom.

The Radiant Dragon Sparrow let out a shrill, miserable cry. Its enormous body was blasted away and crashed heavily into the cliff face, sending shattered stones flying.

It struggled to stand, but the wound in its chest was deep enough to expose bone, and golden blood kept gushing out.

Zhao Tian gave it no chance to catch its breath. He charged forward again, gathering the last of his Radiant Power in his hand before punching the Radiant Dragon Sparrow in the head.

The Radiant Dragon Sparrow's body trembled violently several times, then went completely still.

A black Soul Ring slowly rose from its corpse.

A Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, black!

Zhao Tian stared at the black Soul Ring, his excitement impossible to put into words.

An eighteen-thousand-year-old Radiant Dragon Sparrow, and a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!

He had done it!

"'Tian'er, sit down and absorb it!"

Chen Xin and Gu Rong flew over from a distance, their expressions solemn.

"An eighteen-thousand-year Soul Ring. There absolutely can't be any mishaps!"

Zhao Tian nodded, immediately sat cross-legged, and used his will to guide the black Soul Ring into his body.

The black Soul Ring slowly floated toward him, encircled his body, and began merging into him.

In an instant, an energy terrifying beyond measure surged into every part of Zhao Tian's body.

The energy was so immense and pure that it far surpassed any Soul Ring he had absorbed before.

His meridians were instantly stretched to their limits, and the intense pain nearly made him cry out.

But he clenched his teeth and circulated the Radiant Divine Canon with all his strength, guiding the immense energy through his body.

Golden and black radiance intertwined and flowed across his skin, creating a bizarre sight.

"An eighteen-thousand-year Soul Ring... This kid really has some nerve."

Gu Rong stood in the distance, his expression grave.

"Can he withstand it?"

Chen Xin said nothing, but his fingers had already rested on the hilt of his sword.

The moment Zhao Tian showed any sign of danger, he would intervene.

Time slowly passed amid the clouds and mist of the Dragon Sparrow Mountain Range.

The golden light around Zhao Tian grew brighter and brighter. Under his guidance, the black Soul Ring's energy gradually merged with his Radiant Phoenix Spirit.

No one knew how much time had passed before Zhao Tian suddenly opened his eyes, two dazzling golden beams shooting from them.

The black Soul Ring had completely merged into his body.

He slowly rose to his feet as four Soul Rings ascended from beneath him.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black!

Two hundred-year, one four-thousand-year, and one eighteen-thousand-year Soul Ring!

A Soul Ancestor!

Zhao Tian felt the surging power within him, and the corners of his mouth slowly lifted.

He had succeeded.

Zhao Tian stood atop the cliff, four Soul Rings slowly revolving around him. The yellow, yellow, purple, black configuration shone brilliantly beneath the sunlight.

He closed his eyes, sensing the new power brought by his fourth Soul Ring. The curve of his lips grew wider and wider.

"My fourth Soul Skill..."

He muttered to himself. With a thought, the fourth black Soul Ring suddenly lit up.

A dazzling golden beam of light erupted from Zhao Tian's body and shot straight into the heavens.

The next moment, the Radiant Phoenix phantom behind him suddenly swelled several times in size. Its wings spread more than a dozen meters wide, while Radiant Power that seemed almost tangible flowed across its golden feathers.

A sacred and majestic aura spread outward from him. The accumulated snow on the cliff shook loose in a rustling cascade, and even the air seemed to solidify.

Chen Xin and Gu Rong both took a step back, their expressions changing slightly.

This aura had faintly surpassed the limits of a Soul Ancestor.

"Fourth Soul Skill: Radiant Dragon Sparrow's Fury!"

Zhao Tian shouted in a low voice.

The Radiant Phoenix phantom behind him raised its head and let out a silent, lengthy cry. Then countless golden beams shot out from the phantom, like a torrential rain of gold blasting toward every direction.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The mountains, cliffs, and ground within several hundred meters were all struck by the golden beams and exploded. Shattered stones flew everywhere, and the mountainside was left covered in densely packed deep pits.

Its power was comparable to a Soul King's full-strength attack.

A trace of astonishment flashed through Chen Xin's eyes. "What a terrifying area attack! The power of this Soul Skill is already close to the Soul King level!"

Zhao Tian withdrew his martial spirit, and the four Soul Rings slowly faded away.

He let out a long breath. His face was slightly pale, but his eyes were filled with excitement.

"Radiant Dragon Sparrow's Fury is an extremely wide-range Radiant Attribute attack Soul Skill."

"Its range is approximately three hundred meters, and the power of each beam is equivalent to a full-strength Phoenix Holy Light Blast."

"Furthermore, this Soul Skill has an additional suppressive effect against Soul Masters and soul beasts with dark attributes. Its lethality will double."

Gu Rong rarely showed a look of praise. "The Soul Skill brought by a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring truly is extraordinary."

"Tian'er, although you're only a four-ring Soul Ancestor now, the power of this Soul Skill is already enough to make many Soul Kings wary."

Zhao Tian nodded. He was extremely satisfied with this Soul Skill as well.

Area attack, group destruction, and suppression of darkness.

Whether he was facing a group of Soul Masters or a pack of soul beasts, this Soul Skill could play a tremendous role.

"Teacher, my Soul Power has reached level forty-two."

Zhao Tian reported.

"Level forty-two..."

Chen Xin stroked his beard and laughed.

"An eight-year-old level-forty-two Soul Ancestor, coupled with an eighteen-thousand-year fourth Soul Ring. Tian'er, when you return this time, you'll probably astonish Fengzhi again."

Gu Rong rarely chimed in. "Let's go. That girl Rongrong is probably tired of waiting."

Zhao Tian recalled Ning Rongrong's worried expression when she had seen him off, and warmth filled his heart.

"Good. Let's go home."

The return journey was faster than the trip there.

Zhao Tian spread his Radiant Holy Wings and flew rapidly through the sky. He was so fast that even Chen Xin had to control his sword with all his strength to keep up.

His speed had increased considerably since his time in the Extreme North. The Radiant Dragon Sparrow's Soul Ring had not only strengthened his Soul Power, but had also enhanced the flying ability of his Radiant Holy Wings.

The journey was completely unobstructed. In less than half a day, the mountain gate of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect appeared in their field of vision.

Zhao Tian retracted his Radiant Holy Wings and descended with Chen Xin and Gu Rong into the square before the sect's main hall.

The moment he landed, a green figure came running toward him.

"Zhao Tian!"

Ning Rongrong threw herself into his arms, tightly wrapping both arms around his waist. Her voice was choked with tears.

"You're finally back! Rongrong waited for so, so long..."

Zhao Tian lowered his head to look at the little head in his arms and gently ruffled her hair.

"I'm back. Safe and sound."

Ning Rongrong raised her head, her eyes slightly red, but she quickly noticed that the aura around Zhao Tian was far stronger than before he had left.

"Y-you succeeded?"

Zhao Tian smiled and nodded. "My fourth Soul Ring is an eighteen-thousand-year-old Radiant Dragon Sparrow Soul Ring, and I'm a level-forty-two Soul Ancestor."

Ning Rongrong's eyes widened, and her small mouth formed an O.

"Eighteen thousand years?! Level forty-two?!"

She suddenly jumped up and clung directly to Zhao Tian.

"Zhao Tian, you're amazing! Rongrong really admires you!"

Zhao Tian was nearly squeezed until he could not breathe, but seeing her little face full of pride and admiration, he could not help smiling.

"All right, all right, get down first. Teacher and the others are still watching."

Only then did Ning Rongrong notice Chen Xin and Gu Rong standing nearby, smiling as they watched them. Her little face flushed, and she quickly jumped down from Zhao Tian.

But her hand still gripped Zhao Tian's sleeve tightly, as if afraid he would run off again.

Ning Fengzhi hurried out of the main hall. Seeing Zhao Tian return safely, an expression of relief appeared on his face.

"Tian'er, you're back?"

Zhao Tian stepped forward and bowed. "Teacher, I have fulfilled your expectations. I successfully obtained my fourth Soul Ring—the Radiant Dragon Sparrow, with eighteen thousand years of cultivation."

"My Soul Power is level forty-two, and my fourth Soul Skill is Radiant Dragon Sparrow's Fury, an extremely wide-range Radiant Attribute attack."

Ning Fengzhi was silent for a moment after hearing this.

Then he threw his head back and laughed.

"Good! Good! Good!"

He said the word three times in succession, his voice filled with excitement.

"An eight-year-old level-forty-two Soul Ancestor with an eighteen-thousand-year Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring!"

"Tian'er, you truly haven't disappointed your teacher!"