The Soul Rings Make Their Debut, Terrifying the Golden Generation to Tears

Boom!!!

A white silver flash arrived in the blink of an eye and slammed into the Flame Lord surrounding Yan in Martial Soul Possession. Fire exploded, rocky armor flew, and the Granite Rock armor shattered under the impact. Yan, who had been charging forward, was hurled back like a cannonball.

Twenty meters.

He flew a full twenty meters before barely landing.

He spat a mouthful of blood. The Flame Lord's soul seemed to have suffered a grievous blow, and flame-like magma resembling blood spilled from the center of his brow.

The fire in Yan's crimson eyes dimmed. He stared at Huo Yuhao in shock. "This... impossible!"

Silence!

A terrifying silence.

He had driven Yan back without even releasing his Martial Soul?

How was that possible?!

Had that been a spiritual attack? With a mere thought, he had repelled a level-fifty-two Power Attack System Battle Soul King. Even Yan's defense, which had never failed him, had been useless.

Just how strong was this guy?

Hu Liena and Xie Yue were dumbstruck. Even Yue Guan and Gui Mei, hidden in the shadows, sucked in cold breaths.

That silver flash had filled even them with an inexplicable dread.

"What powerful Spiritual Power. Just what level has that boy reached?" Yue Guan's gaze sharpened, his expression shaken.

Uh...

He had hit a little too hard.

Huo Yuhao's mouth twitched awkwardly. I forgot this is the Douluo World ten thousand years ago.

The Golden Generation might have been among the greatest talents of this era, but their cultivation and physiques fell far short of the prodigies ten thousand years later. How did I forget that?

Besides, Yan had attacked first. Huo Yuhao could hardly be blamed.

Huo Yuhao had thought that strike would make Yan stop while he was ahead. At the very least, they could calm down and talk. But he had underestimated just how mindlessly anger could drive Yan.

Yan was stunned by the strength Huo Yuhao had shown, yet instead of retreating, he grew even more furious.

He was a member of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation, a Soul King. His pride would never allow him to lose to an Independent Soul Master.

And what was more...

His goddess, Hu Liena, was watching.

"Fourth Soul Skill—Magma Surge!"

Yan unleashed his Fourth Soul Skill in an instant. Magma spread across the entire stretch of ground beneath Huo Yuhao's feet, a vast and spectacular sight.

Magma surged. The earth trembled.

The moment Yan activated his Fourth Soul Skill, his Fifth Soul Skill finished gathering power. "Fifth Soul Skill—Flying Sand Frenzy!"

Countless columns of fire and earth burst from the ground around Huo Yuhao. Like fierce dragons formed of flame and soil, they roared toward him.

This move...

It was Yan's strongest technique, one that had even defeated his Soul Emperor teacher.

A dual-element Soul Skill.

Yes, although Yan's Martial Soul was the Flame Lord and fire seemed to be his deadliest weapon, his earth element was just as powerful. Flying Sand Frenzy combined earth and fire, taking its power beyond the limits of the fire element alone. The force of this strike rivaled a Soul Emperor-level Soul Skill.

Yan had gone mad!

Did he really intend to kill Huo Yuhao?

Hu Liena and Xie Yue both knew how strong Yan was. Once again, they broke into a cold sweat for Huo Yuhao.

This supreme strike was Yan's killing move!

"Are you ever going to stop?"

Huo Yuhao was utterly speechless. If I don't reveal my strength, this fool Yan will never let up. "Give up! You're no match for me."

Hum!

A low hum rang out.

In an instant, vast Spiritual Power burst forth.

Huo Yuhao did not move.

But the next moment, eight Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet. Each ring sent out a shockwave as it appeared, striking the fiery dragons of Yan's Flying Sand Frenzy.

At last, everyone saw those eight Soul Rings clearly.

Platinum, black, black, black, black, rose gold, red, red.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Huo Yuhao's Soul Rings did not appear quickly, yet the fiery dragons from Yan's Fifth Soul Skill exploded one after another beneath their pressure.

Yan suffered the backlash of his own Soul Power.

A mist of blood burst from his mouth.

This time, he was not merely driven back. He was blasted away like a cannonball.

Three seconds later, he crashed to the ground.

Shock!

Everyone was shocked!

What... what kind of Soul Ring Configuration was that?!

In the shadows.

The two Titled Douluo, Yue Guan and Gui Mei, stared with eyes as round as coins, as though they had seen the impossible.

This defied the Soul Master World's ten core theories of competition. What kind of Soul Ring was platinum? How could a Second Soul Ring be black? And there were no records of rose-gold Soul Rings at all.

Most outrageous of all were the two blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings at the end. Even one was something countless Soul Masters dreamed of, yet two had appeared on the same person.

Numb!

They were all numb with shock!

It was not just Yue Guan and Gui Mei. Hu Liena and Xie Yue were numb with shock too.

The two red Soul Rings glowing with bloodlight were so dazzling that they rubbed their eyes again and again, convinced everything before them was an illusion. But when they realized it was real, they could barely breathe. Those two blood-red rings felt like hundreds of millions of hands.

As though those hands had closed around their throats.

Everyone stood petrified.

"Enough!"

While Hu Liena and Xie Yue were still reeling, a voice as delicate as an infant's rang out. Yue Guan and Gui Mei, who had been hiding nearby to protect the Golden Generation, had no choice but to show themselves.

They had seen Huo Yuhao's strength too.

Besides, he had injured Yan of the Golden Generation. As elders of Spirit Hall, they could hardly stand by and do nothing.

If they still failed to appear and let the conflict escalate into something worse, regret would come too late.

Yue Guan meant well, and his attitude was nothing like Yan's earlier recklessness. After all, in the Douluo World, where might ruled above all else, strength was everything.

Spirit Hall was powerful, but it would not make a formidable enemy without cause.

At the sight of the two Titled Douluo, the Three-Eyed Golden Lion narrowed her eyes. She gave Huo Yuhao one last, deep look, then turned and vanished into the dense forest.

"Qiu'er..."

Huo Yuhao wanted to call the Three-Eyed Golden Lion back, but it was too late.

Qiu'er's temper... it's the same as ever.

Fortunately, Xie Yue and Gui Mei were not focused on the Three-Eyed Golden Lion. They made no attempt to stop her and let her leave.

Yue Guan broke the silence first. Fixing Huo Yuhao with a piercing gaze, he said, "Boy, you are indeed strong. But since you knew we came from Spirit Hall, why did you injure Yan? Shouldn't you take responsibility?"

"Elder Yue Guan..."

Hu Liena was the first to start in alarm. Were the two elders about to demand an accounting?

It had only been a misunderstanding. Yan had attacked first without listening to reason, and Huo Yuhao had meant no harm... She parted her lips and hesitated, wanting to plead for Huo Yuhao, but in the end she said nothing.

No one could tell what was on her mind.

Huo Yuhao frowned at Yue Guan's challenge. This was his first time meeting the Spirit Hall elder whom the records described as neither man nor woman. That delicate voice truly was rather uncomfortable to hear.