But as Qin Xiao persevered through wave after wave, the medicinal power was merging into his body at an astonishing speed.
Crack.
After an unknown length of time, a crisp crack rang out from within Qin Xiao.
The next instant, the aura within him surged.
"Level 70..."
He opened his eyes, a sharp gleam flashing through them, and a satisfied smile appeared on his lips.
As his Soul Power gradually stabilized, the abnormalities in his body began to disappear.
A little over ten minutes later, he had returned to normal.
But he did not stand up right away.
After all, breaking through in cultivation was only the beginning. Only after absorbing a Soul Ring would he officially become a Soul Saint.
"Now I can begin merging with the God of Destruction's power. That saves me the trouble of hunting a Soul Beast."
With a thought from Qin Xiao, the power of destruction erupted from the godhood.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
A full six red Soul Rings appeared beneath Qin Xiao's feet.
There was no one else in the room, so he could display his strength without restraint.
In the next instant, a black shadow suddenly appeared beyond his sixth Soul Ring.
This was not a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring, for dark golden patterns also wound around its surface, lending it an incomparably majestic air.
Gradually, the Soul Ring took shape, becoming almost tangible, and its color began shifting from black to red.
But the dark golden patterns remained branded upon it.
At the same time, Qin Xiao's cultivation began to rise.
Level 71, level 72, level 73, level 74...
As long as his body could withstand it, his cultivation could keep rising.
But in the end, his body still dragged him down.
"Is level 75 already my body's current limit?"
Qin Xiao