Li Ming looked at his body in satisfaction. Although it looked little different from his actual body, he was nothing short of a humanoid beast.
His physical attributes alone had increased many times over.
Soul Beasts were no worse than Soul Masters in certain respects. Otherwise, the Dragon God would not have ruled the Divine Realm back then.
That was especially true of the pure-blooded dragon clan.
But now, he could be said to possess both the physique and talents of the pure-blooded dragon clan and the advantages of a Soul Master.
One important advantage Soul Masters had over Soul Beasts was their ability to strengthen themselves by fusing with Soul Rings.
Soul Rings not only provided considerable Soul Power, sending a Soul Master's cultivation soaring and saving them some time spent in arduous cultivation.
They could also produce Soul Skills suited to one's Martial Soul, allowing one to quickly wield a Soul Beast's power. The only drawbacks were that the Soul Beast's age determined the upper limits of the Soul Ring and Soul Skill, and that the Soul Skill's moves were fixed.
But those drawbacks were also advantages. As Soul Skills they could use right away, they required no lengthy research from Soul Masters.
For Soul Masters, the cultivation process had been simplified to an absurd degree: meditate to absorb Soul Power, hunt Soul Beasts to seize the Soul Power they had painstakingly cultivated over many years, and fuse with Soul Rings to obtain matching Soul Skills.
And cultivating this way actually left them no worse off than Soul Beasts that had cultivated painstakingly for hundreds of thousands of years. Where was the justice in that?
Under this world's rules, Soul Beasts seemed to have been born to serve as nourishment for Soul Masters.
But Li Ming could now