Dog-Training Sect

"Ten... a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?!"

The Clear Sky Sect Soul Douluo at the head of the group wore an expression of unshakable shock.

To Soul Masters, the importance and rarity of a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring were directly proportional. It was something every Soul Master dreamed of, yet could only yearn for from afar.

A Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast came with soul skills and a guaranteed Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone—four soul skills in total!

In battle, the boosts provided by four soul skills were enough to determine victory or defeat at any level.

But... but why would a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring appear on a Soul Emperor?!

"A Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! That's a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! Why does a dying man have one?!"

Tang Lie's face was filled with unwillingness. His Soul Power Level had already reached level eighty-nine; he was just one step away from becoming a Titled Douluo.

If he could absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring as his ninth Soul Ring...

But unfortunately, no matter how wonderful imagination was, reality remained reality.

Even a Soul Emperor possessed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, while their Clear Sky Sect only had one person with such a ring—Tang Hao!

If he, Tang Lie, had possessed a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, then when Tang Hao had returned that day with a son bearing Twin Martial Souls, he would never have been able to brush aside everything that had happened in the past!

"But it doesn't matter. Even if the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring is gone, as long as we kill this brat, he'll at least have a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Bone on him!"

Tang Lie took a deep breath and made up his mind. No matter what, he