Advancing to Titled Douluo

Elsewhere, Sunset Forest.

Soul Master Guild Headquarters, Rakshasa Hall.

Qin Xuan sat cross-legged on the pavilion above the waters of the Icefire Yin Yang Well, bathed in crimson flame-like energy. A golden longsword floated before him.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, red, red, red, red, red.

One Soul Ring after another slowly rose. When the ninth Soul Ring appeared—

Clang!

Cry!

The sword's hum and the phoenix's cry rang out almost simultaneously. The Everbright Sword trembled violently, and a Vermilion Bird, crimson all over with golden tail feathers, burst forth from it. It circled through the air once before slowly descending behind Qin Xuan, stirring up a vast wave of scorching red heat.

After absorbing that Hundred Thousand Year Adaptive Soul Ring, his Soul Power had astonishingly reached Level-Ninety-Four.

As for his Mental Power, which had already reached the Demigod level, it rose with the tide after Qin Xuan advanced to Titled Douluo, reaching a level infinitely close to Divine Level.

"Only three hundred and eighty thousand years for my Ninth Soul Ring? Seems I'm nothing special after all. Still, I've finally converted the unsealed Vermilion Bird within the Everbright Sword into my Second Martial Soul." Qin Xuan murmured inwardly. He put away his Martial Soul, turned around, and gazed gently at the stunningly beautiful woman who had waited here for him for so long.

Yan Fei still wore an off-the-shoulder palace gown. The gold-and-blue dress accentuated her noble and dignified bearing.

Her beautiful eyes looked at Qin Xuan with deep affection as she asked with concern, "Xuan, can your Vermilion Bird serve as your Second Martial Soul now?"

"It should be able to." Qin Xuan stepped forward and embraced Yan Fei lovingly, kissing her forehead before saying with a soft laugh, "But I plan to absorb it after I complete