He himself had a god-level martial soul, so why hadn't he been given any soul rings? That explanation was complete nonsense. It might fool people without god-level martial souls, but it couldn't fool him.
He was certain his roommate had a huge secret. That Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring must have come from the sacrifice of a hundred-thousand-year-old soul beast, but Huo Yuhao couldn't fathom the process or method at all.
Still, thinking about that now was pointless. He would defeat him first. He could slowly uncover everything later; there were plenty of days ahead, after all.
The Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring merely surprised Huo Yuhao; it had no effect on him whatsoever. His opponent releasing a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring only meant that his enemy had one more soul skill. Otherwise, nothing changed.
After all, the pressure of a hundred-thousand-year soul beast couldn't affect Huo Yuhao, and whenever he wished, he could unleash an aura far beyond Molo's.
Although Huo Yuhao couldn't use his own martial soul or soul rings in this mode, he could still use his soul bones. They were always inside his body, after all. It wasn't as though they could simply disappear.
Molo didn't seem to have intended to suppress Huo Yuhao with his soul ring, either. Seeing Huo Yuhao moving as swiftly as a phantom, his blood-red soul ring instantly lit up. Then the Molo God-Slaying Spear planted in the ground immediately split into countless illusory energy copies of itself.
The illusory Molo God-Slaying Spears that had formed immediately spun madly around the original, turning the entire arena into a spear domain.
Molo casually grabbed one of the spears and thrust it fiercely at Huo Yuhao.
This was the first soul skill his hundred thousand year soul ring had granted him, and it was also a domain-type soul