Time slipped away silently, like a white colt passing through a crack.
Ever since Zhao Tian obtained his ten-thousand-year fourth soul ring in the Dragon Sparrow Mountain Range at the age of eight, the years had flowed by soundlessly like water.
Ten years.
A full ten years had passed.
Throughout those ten years, Zhao Tian had never missed a single day of cultivation.
He had cultivated the Radiant Divine Canon to unprecedented heights. The system of Four Cultivation Systems had grown ever more refined, with Soul Power, body, soul, and soul skills advancing in tandem to form a perfect cycle.
The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect devoted all its resources to him, and with the fortune bestowed by the Radiant Phoenix, Zhao Tian's path of cultivation had gone unbelievably smoothly.
At thirteen, he broke through to Soul King.
At fifteen, he broke through to Soul Emperor.
At seventeen, he broke through to Soul Sage.
And today was his eighteenth birthday.
Within a cultivation chamber in the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's rear mountain, golden light leaked through the cracks in the stone walls, illuminating the entire chamber as brightly as day.
Inside the chamber, Zhao Tian sat cross-legged with his eyes shut, nine soul rings slowly revolving around him.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black, black.
Two hundred years, one thousand years, eighteen thousand years, fifty thousand years, sixty thousand years, seventy thousand years, eighty thousand years, ninety thousand years!
Each of the nine soul rings had undergone repeated tempering and enhancement through the Radiant Divine Canon, their ages far surpassing the theoretical limits of soul masters at the same level.
Over the past ten years, Zhao Tian had hunted six soul beasts, every one of them possessing both Phoenix Bloodline and the Radiant Attribute.
His Radiant Divine