"Three hundred-thousand-year soul rings?"
"You have your clan's secret Dragon Transformation art up your sleeve, Yu Yuanzhen. Do you think our Clear Sky Sect has nothing of its own?"
Seeing Yu Yuanzhen unleash his full power, Tang Zhen seethed with fury, then gritted his teeth and activated the secret art of Ring Detonation.
"Great Sumeru Hammer!"
Tang Zhen shouted, and nine soul rings appeared beneath his feet: two yellow, two purple, and five black.
"All nine rings-detonate!"
Faced with Yu Yuanzhen's ferocious assault, Tang Zhen threw caution to the wind, his ruthless resolve kindling a fierce desire to fight.
"He's detonating all nine rings at once?"
"It looks like Tang Zhen is staking his life on this too!"
Xia Mu and the others looked toward the sky. Both men had unleashed their strongest strikes, determined to settle the contest.
"The True Dragon Nine Crowns wring power from soul bones, while Ring Detonation wrings power from soul rings. Neither secret art is simple!"
"If I remember correctly, the Seven Kill Sword Sect also has a Soul Ring Refinement Secret Art that can refine soul rings."
"The Blazing Academy of later generations also has a secret Ring Fusion art. These arts have tremendous untapped potential."
Soul rings and soul bones formed the very foundation of a soul master's strength, and these secret arts could draw out further power from both.
For soul masters, this was nothing short of a broad avenue to greatness!
"Rumble!"
Brilliant streams of color flooded the sky.
Before long, the battle reached its conclusion.
"The greatest sect under heaven!"
"That title is destined to belong to the Clear Sky Sect!"
Tang Zhen gripped the Clear Sky Hammer. He had suffered grievous internal injuries, but he had held the arena.
Defeated head-on by Tang Zhen, Yu Yuanzhen's face alternated