A low roar suddenly rang out in the sky, its tremendous waves of sound rolling like thunder as an enormous yellow silhouette appeared.
The yellow silhouette was a thousand meters long, its immense body resembling a giant bull. It was none other than Taotie Douluo Xuan Zi's Martial Soul Avatar, the godly Taotie bull.
No, Xuan Zi's Martial Soul Avatar was no longer the godly Taotie bull. His martial soul had become a complete Taotie martial soul, and naturally, his Martial Soul Avatar had become a genuine Taotie true body.
At that moment, nine blood-red Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings circled Xuan Zi's Taotie true body, trailing a bloody haze.
Even his eyes had turned blood-red. He swept his gaze over everyone present as though surveying a herd of food.
Ordinarily, there was a limit to the age of the soul rings a Soul Master could absorb.
The approximate limits were four hundred and twenty-three years for the first soul ring, seven hundred and sixty-four years for the second, one thousand seven hundred and sixty years for the third, five thousand years for the fourth, twelve thousand years for the fifth, twenty thousand years for the sixth, fifty thousand years for the seventh, under a hundred thousand years for the eighth, and around a hundred thousand years for the ninth.
Those were the normal circumstances, but the maximum soul ring age a Soul Master could withstand could increase as their physical constitution improved, allowing them to absorb rings beyond those limits. There were also special methods for increasing a soul ring's age, such as divinely bestowed age enhancements and the Holy Spirit Cult's secret arts.
However, Hundred Thousand Year Soul Rings were usually treasures one could encounter but never seek out at will. Xuan Zi had originally possessed only one,