Within the Inheritance Space, purple and green light intertwined across the dome, casting down a sacred, majestic radiance.
With a thought, Qian Renheng recalled all nine soul rings of his first martial soul, which had been circling his body and radiating a terrifying pressure.
Then his profound gaze settled with searing intensity on the two God-Bestowed Soul Rings floating in the center of the altar.
Without the slightest hesitation, Qian Renheng strode forward and reached out with both hands, seizing one God-Bestowed Soul Ring in each palm. Then he abruptly tightened his grip!
Crack!
With two crisp sounds of shattering, he forcibly crushed both God-Bestowed Soul Rings at the same time!
In an instant, golden mist so dense it was almost solid gushed forth. Like two roaming golden dragons, it swallowed Qian Renheng's tall figure whole.
Qian Renheng immediately sat cross-legged where he stood, stilled his breath, focused his mind, and closed his eyes. He began directing and absorbing the two incomparably vast streams of god-bestowed power with his full attention.
An ordinary soul master-even a powerful Titled Douluo-could only absorb God-Bestowed Soul Rings cautiously, one at a time.
Yet Qian Renheng did the exact opposite, choosing to absorb two at once!
His demigod body had been tempered by the god-level soul bones of the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings and baptized by countless Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Rings. Its resilience had long since surpassed mortal comprehension.
An energy surge of this magnitude was entirely within his tolerance. There was no risk whatsoever of his body bursting apart.
Moreover, the energy of God-Bestowed Soul Rings was exceptionally pure and gentle. As long as his body could withstand it, their ages could soar without any obstruction.
Two illusory rings of light began rapidly taking shape around his body.
Their speed of evolution was