"Jiang Yue, you're back! How did it go? Did the soul hunt go smoothly? Did you absorb a hundred thousand year soul ring? Hurry up and show us! Don't keep it under wraps!"
The moment Jiang Yue returned, Xiao Hongchen latched onto him and bombarded him with questions, brimming with excitement over Jiang Yue's sixth soul ring.
In all his life, he had never even met a soul master with a hundred thousand year soul ring, let alone a monster whose sixth ring was already a hundred thousand years old.
Had anyone on the entire continent ever seen anything so outrageous?
It wasn't just Xiao Hongchen. Ye Guyi, Di Qiu'er, and Meng Hongchen were all terribly excited too. They also wanted to see the legendary hundred thousand year soul ring.
Di Qiu'er, in particular, was itching to test her mettle at the sight of such a prize, and her anticipation also stemmed from the sense that she and Jiang Yue shared their glory and disgrace.
Seeing their reactions, Jiang Yue didn't hold back. Six soul rings—yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and red—circled him in a configuration that defied all common sense. The blood-red light lent his face a distinctly different air.
Faced with that blood-red hundred thousand year soul ring, the others broke into a considerable sweat, even though Jiang Yue hadn't released its distinctive pressure.
Di Qiu'er's eyes even narrowed into the vertical pupils that normally appeared only during martial soul possession.
Seeing that his companions were struggling to bear it, Jiang Yue finally withdrew his martial soul and soul rings, then looked at them rather smugly.
"Well? This is a genuine hundred thousand year soul ring, not one of the fakes I used to simulate."
"That's terrifying! Just from that brief moment, I felt like hundred thousand year