"Ugh... aah..."
Dai Yueheng let out one agonized howl after another.
He rolled across the ground, over and over.
The Duchess watched from the side with tears in her eyes, not daring to approach.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Half an hour later, Dai Yueheng's body finally began to change.
He slowly floated into the air, powerful fluctuations of soul power radiating from him.
"Did it work? Did it succeed?"
The Duchess clenched her fists in excitement, muttering incessantly.
Roar!
Suddenly.
Dai Yueheng let out a tiger's roar.
Seven soul rings appeared beneath his feet.
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black...
Dai Yueheng's cultivation had already returned to his former peak, reaching the Soul Saint realm.
However.
This was not the end.
In the next instant, a golden halo suddenly appeared among the soul rings beneath Dai Yueheng's feet.
Though somewhat illusory, it certainly looked like a soul ring.
Eight soul rings!
Soul Douluo!
The Duchess was overwhelmed with delight.
"Yueheng's cultivation has increased so much."
She seemed to see hope again.
But.
This was only the beginning.
After the eighth soul ring, another appeared beneath Dai Yueheng's feet.
Nine!
Titled Douluo!
"Good, wonderful!"
"There's hope for revenge!"
The Duchess was so excited that her words became incoherent.
Just then, Dai Yueheng opened his eyes. His gaze was cold, with an unfamiliar aloofness that made the Duchess feel as though he were keeping her a thousand miles away.
"Dai Yueheng has indeed been cleansed by my divine power, resolving the problems with his body.
"From now on, his aptitude for cultivation will be even better than before. That is an indisputable fact.
"But ultimately, he is still a Soul Saint, not a Titled Douluo.
"The two soul rings you saw belong to my power."
Dai Yueheng spoke, but