Only after both sides had retreated to the edges of the arena did Zheng Zhan slowly raise his right hand, then bring it down sharply.
"Begin!"
Clang!
The sound of the Bronze Coffin striking the ground rang out almost simultaneously. Six outrageously powerful soul rings-four black and two red-rose from beneath Jiang Hai's feet. A mighty, primordial aura surged from them, as though ancient ferocious beasts were opening their eyes. Everyone's heart jolted. Even through the soul-tool light barrier, they could feel the pressure emanating from those soul rings.
"Four Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings and two Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings?" Long Ning's red lips parted involuntarily, a strange gleam flashing through her eyes. Were these the young master's soul rings?
"These should be his true soul ring colors, right?" Huo Yuhao reasoned, growing subdued. Even with his twin martial souls, his soul rings would not surpass Jiang Hai's.
The familiar aura on the blood-red soul rings also silenced Wang Qiu'er. She gently closed her eyes. The next instant, they had turned gold, their pupils becoming vertical slits like a dragon's. A powerful aura swirled around her as six soul rings likewise rose from beneath her feet: two yellow, two purple, and two black.
As though sensing its wielder's fierce fighting spirit, the Golden Dragon Spear radiated a razor-sharp spear light.
But the sisters Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo behind Wang Qiu'er moved even faster. Five soul rings rose beneath each of them. Their figures instantly became translucent, and then they embraced.
Their five identical soul rings fused completely. Their blue hair, as long as they were tall, went wild in an instant, rapidly growing until its strands blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
Martial Soul Fusion Skill, Heavenly Net.
The hair filling the sky swept straight