To the two Douluo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei,
that Darkgolden Terrorclaw Bear had only just passed the thousand-year mark.
However powerful the Soul Skill it granted, it was still an ordinary thousand-year Soul Skill. How big a splash could it make?
"Very well. Give it a try, Eldest Young Master. We'll watch."
Still smiling, Yue Guan stepped back twice to make room.
Qian Renchuan said no more. He slowly turned toward a stand of towering trees dozens of meters away.
Hum!
A low hum sounded.
Qian Renchuan's skin began to change rapidly.
A layer of exceedingly fine dark-gold scales seemed to appear across it in an instant, as though he had donned an indestructible suit of divine armor.
At the same time, two purple Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.
His first Soul Ring was 2,300 years old.
His second Soul Ring was 3,600 years old.
The first Soul Ring was one thing.
But the moment Qian Renchuan's second Soul Ring appeared,
the easy smiles on the faces of the two Titled Douluo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, froze. Their pupils contracted sharply.
Qian Renxue shuddered all over.
As someone who had been a Deity in her previous life, how could her eye for such things be anything but keen?
No.
This was definitely wrong!
The aura from Big Brother's second Soul Ring was definitely not that of a ring barely over a thousand years old.
But Qian Renchuan gave them no time to think.
Second Soul Skill—Dark Gold Rend!
Clang, clang, clang...
Ten sharp Dark Gold Dreadclaws, each half a foot long, sprang from the fingers of both hands!
The next instant,
he did not pause to gather strength.
He swung forward without the slightest hesitation.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
In a flash, ten incomparably sharp dark-gold claw