The Shock of Four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings! Is This a Divine Trial?

Inside the grand hall, the atmosphere was quiet and solemn.

Seeing everyone's gazes fall entirely upon Qin Yun, Ning Rongrong's eyes brimmed with pride and joy.

She took the initiative to step back two paces, standing firmly at Qin Yun's side, and then without hesitation raised her hand to gently link her fingers through Qin Yun's palm.

The young girl's action was natural and intimate, without a shred of concealment.

She thoroughly and openly displayed her feelings before her father.

She raised her gaze to look at Ning Fengzhi.

"Father, the monumental and surprising gift I spoke of is Qin Yun!"

This scene fell into the eyes of everyone present.

Ning Fengzhi had not yet spoken.

To the side, Sword Douluo Chen Xin's expression instantly darkened.

Ning Rongrong was the little princess raised in the palm of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the child whom he and Bone Douluo had protected from a young age. She had always been pure, unworldly, and clear-hearted.

In his eyes, his well-behaved and innocent little girl—

Having only gone out for training for a little over a month—was now actually this close to an unfamiliar young man.

Her eyes were filled with undisguised joy and affection, completely looking like someone who had entirely given her heart away.

Chen Xin had lived for nearly a century and had read countless people.

At a glance, he saw right through the romantic feelings within it.

The junior he cherished most had so easily bestowed her affections upon a stranger.

In his view, she was most likely deceived by the other party's sweet words.

He took a step forward, and the formless pressure around his body suddenly erupted.

As a ninety-sixth-rank Super Douluo, Chen Xin's control over his own Soul Power had reached the realm of perfection, precise to the utmost micro-level.

The majestic and heavy Soul Power enveloped Qin Yun alone, without leaking a single bit.

It did not affect Ning Rongrong, who was close at hand, in the slightest.

The air inside the grand hall instantly stagnated.

A heavy sense of oppression rushed toward them.

Chen Xin stared fixedly at Qin Yun, his tone carrying a trace of sternness.

"Brat, this old man asks you."

"What kind of sweet-talking lies did you use to trick our Rongrong into being so close to you?"

"Rongrong is pure in mind and unworldly."

"She might be fooled, but we certainly won't be!"

"Let this old man see first just how much true skill you possess, and whether you are worthy of standing by her side!"

This sudden and forceful challenge made the nearby Ning Rongrong panic somewhat.

"Sword Grandpa, it's not what you think!"

"You've misunderstood Qin Yun! He has never deceived me; I did it of my own accord!"

Seeing the young girl eagerly defending Qin Yun, Chen Xin's worry and displeasure grew even deeper.

"Rongrong, you are still young, poor at judging people, and do not understand the complexities of the human heart."

"Step back for now. Today, this old man must personally weigh just how much ability he truly has."

Faced with the challenge from Sword Douluo, Qin Yun did not feel surprised.

The little princess he had pampered for many years went out for a training trip and fell for an unfamiliar man.

As an elder, this kind of reaction was completely normal.

Qin Yun's heart was exceptionally clear.

He knew that at this moment, any pale defenses or tactful phrasing would appear hollow and weak.

On the Douluo Continent, strength was ultimately supreme.

Rather than wasting breath arguing, it was better to directly display hard strength.

Use the most intuitive talent to break other people's prejudices and doubts.

The next instant, Qin Yun's mind stirred slightly.

Four Soul Rings quietly rose from beneath his feet.

Black!

The first Soul Ring, ten thousand years!

The second Soul Ring, ten thousand years!

The third Soul Ring, still ten thousand years!

The fourth Soul Ring, still ten thousand years!

Four pitch-black, heavy Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings stacked layer upon layer, revolving slowly around his body.

The ultimate visual impact swept through the entire grand hall.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin, who had been full of anger just a moment ago, saw the stern expression on his face freeze instantly, his eyes filled with shock.

Ning Fengzhi on the main seat stood up abruptly, staring at Qin Yun's four black Soul Rings, unable to recover his wits for a long time.

Ning Fengzhi hurried forward and asked.

"Four... four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings?"

"Young friend, could you possibly be a twin-martial-souls cultivator?"

In Ning Fengzhi's decades of understanding and mainland common knowledge.

Only Soul Masters with Twin Martial Souls could manage to absorb ultra-high-age Soul Rings in advance by virtue of the advantage of their second martial soul.

For a single-martial-soul Soul Master, the limit of the first Soul Ring could not even surpass a thousand years, and talking about a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring was completely out of the question.

This was an ironclad rule recognized by all Soul Masters on the continent.

Faced with Ning Fengzhi's startled and skeptical questioning.

Qin Yun gently shook his head, his tone calm: "Sect Master Ning, I do not possess Twin Martial Souls."

"From beginning to end, I have only ever had a single martial soul."

Ning Fengzhi furrowed his brows deeply, continuing to press: "A single martial soul?"

"Then how did you manage to absorb a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring for your very first ring?"

"Since ancient times, the continent has never had a Level 40 Soul Ancestor gather four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings. This kind of talent already transcends all common sense!"

Qin Yun's expression was indifferent, replying neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Sect Master may not know, but firstly, my martial soul's constitution is special, far surpassing ordinary martial souls and unaffected by the age shackles of conventional Soul Masters;"

"Secondly, some of the reasons behind this involve personal secrets that are inconvenient to detail externally, and I hope everyone will forgive me."

Seeing that everyone was still immersed in the shock.

Ning Rongrong immediately stepped forward, her eyebrows smiling and face filled with pride as she spoke.

"Father, Sword Grandpa, now you surely know why I approve of Qin Yun so much!"

"His talent is the ultimate in this world, far surpassing all peers of genius on the continent!"

At this moment, the biting pressure around Sword Douluo Chen Xin had completely dissipated, and the displeasure on his face had faded somewhat.

He had lived for nearly a century and had seen quite a few astonishing and brilliant heaven-gifted prodigies.

Yet he had never seen anyone at the Level 40 Soul Ancestor realm able to gather four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.

The young man before his eyes was at the very least a peerless genius who truly possessed defying-the-heavens aptitude.

Meanwhile, Qian Renxue, who was disguised as Xue Qinghe beside them, had her thoughts spinning at high speed, stirring up monstrous billows.

She originated from the supreme Angel Qian Family of Spirit Hall.

She was the continent's top prodigy, born naturally with innate full Soul Power at rank twenty, and her talent excelled all her peers.

Her vision and experience far exceeded those of ordinary Soul Masters on the Heaven Dou Continent.

She had followed her grandfather, Qian Daoliu, in cultivation since childhood, knowing countless secret lore of the continent.

At the same time, she had only ever seen the first four Soul Rings be black on her grandfather, Qian Daoliu.

And it was only after Qian Daoliu wielded the Angel God heritage and underwent the baptism of divine trials that he possessed a full set of black Soul Ring configurations starting at ten thousand years.

The divinity blessing of a divine trial was the sole answer to breaking the rules of Soul Rings.

Yet, upon second thought.

The path of divine trials was fraught with extreme danger, something ordinary Titled Douluo found difficult to even touch.

A mere Level 40 youth actually dared to touch the divine domain in advance?

Was his fortune truly defying the heavens, or was there a terrifying secret hidden behind him?

Thinking up to this point.

Xue Qinghe's gaze toward Qin Yun slowly underwent a transformation.

At this time, Qin Yun spoke.

"Sect Master Ning, I have important matters to discuss and hope to speak with you privately."

Saying this, he naturally wanted to bypass Qian Renxue.

Sword Douluo always followed closely by Ning Fengzhi's side.

He would definitely stay to listen and accompany them the whole way.

Because, his next step was to talk with Ning Fengzhi about Hidden Weapons.

This matter was extremely advantageous to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

He could not let Qian Renxue know, at least not let her know this early.

Otherwise, Qin Yun would definitely make it onto Spirit Hall's must-kill list.