"Eight halos—an eighth-grade martial soul! Tuoba Xin actually has an eighth-grade martial soul!"
"Heavens, that's an eighth-grade martial soul! Tuoba Xin is actually such a monstrous genius!"
"There aren't many geniuses with eighth-grade martial souls even in our Inner Hall, are there?"
"Damn! One freak like Qin Hao was enough. Who would've thought Tuoba Xin was a monster too?"
A buzz swept through the crowd, erupting into an uproar.
Yue Zhou, Luo Yuanjie, and the others could no longer keep their composure. Tuoba Xin actually had an eighth-grade martial soul.
"An eighth-grade martial soul?!"
Qin Hao's face filled with surprise.
He had poured in tremendous effort, yet his martial soul had only just advanced to seventh grade.
He had never expected Tuoba Xin to possess an eighth-grade martial soul!
An eighth-grade martial soul was exceedingly rare not only in Tianshui City, but even in the Myriad Phenomena Hall.
Furthermore, martial souls generally formed halos automatically according to their grade. Most of the time, however, these halos were invisible and intangible, impossible to discern.
It was only because Qin Hao's sword intent had forced Tuoba Xin's martial soul to manifest that its halos had appeared as well.
A thought stirred in Qin Hao's mind. He decided not to withdraw his Wind-Rain Sword Domain just yet. He, too, wanted to see just how powerful an eighth-grade martial soul was.
"My martial soul was forced to reveal its true form by Qin Hao's sword intent!"
Tuoba Xin exhaled softly. Looking at the countless fine rain swords densely packed before him, ready to strike at any moment, he felt his scalp prickle.
His face involuntarily paled, and a profound sense of dread welled up within him.
That feeling had not diminished in the slightest with the appearance of his martial soul.
Tuoba Xin