Although it was not his first time absorbing a God-Given Spirit Ring, Jiang Xuan still acted like a beginner, following Qian Daoliu's guidance throughout the process.
Generally speaking, a soul master's fourth spirit ring could only be a thousand-year one. To absorb a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Ring, one needed at least fifty levels of Soul Power.
But Jiang Xuan was clearly no ordinary soul master.
His third spirit ring had already reached twelve thousand years, and after three uninterrupted years of being tempered by divine fire, Jiang Xuan had a feeling that the limit of what he could absorb this time would surely shock everyone.
Very quickly, under everyone's watchful eyes, the God-Given Spirit Ring began to take effect.
In the blink of an eye, the spirit ring's color changed from its initial white to yellow, then purple, before swiftly turning black.
A ten-thousand-year fourth spirit ring would have been enough to satisfy ninety-nine percent of the soul masters on the continent, but for Jiang Xuan, it was still far from enough.
Yet the onlookers did not know what he was thinking. Even Qian Daoliu, after hesitating for a moment, spoke up to remind him:
"Jiang Xuan! If you can't endure it, give up in time. You've already done more than enough. There's no need to force yourself any further!"
"Don't worry, Senior. I know my limits!"
As he answered, the spirit ring had already risen to the twenty-thousand-year level. Yet Jiang Xuan still felt no pressure at all; his entire body remained utterly relaxed.
Thirty thousand years, forty thousand years, fifty thousand years.
It was only when the spirit ring reached sixty thousand years that Jiang Xuan finally felt a trace of heaviness.
One had to know that for an ordinary Title Douluo, a sixty-thousand-year spirit ring would be enough