The scene changed.
The Heavenly Screen showed what had happened after Li Yi used Spatial Teleportation.
It was a silent valley.
Scarlet light dyed the entire valley red, as though it had been drenched in blood.
Above the valley, eight scarlet chess pieces materialized, interweaving to form the outline of a chessboard.
The next moment, the eight scarlet pieces burst with dazzling red light, then abruptly went dark, as though they had burned themselves out.
At the same time, two figures, a man and a worm, appeared where two of the pieces had been.
Enduring the pain of his shattered Soul Rings, Lin Yi grabbed Tian Meng.
"Quick, sacrifice yourself. Don't waste time."
Tian Meng had acknowledged Lin Yi's talent, so naturally he didn't hesitate now.
Even so, he offered a word of caution.
"Are you sure you can withstand my Million-Year Soul Ring in your current condition?"
Lin Yi sneered.
"Won't we know if we try?"
Tian Meng fell silent for a long moment, then began the sacrifice.
Neither he nor Lin Yi was subordinate to the other, so Tian Meng did not receive Lin Yi's memories during this sacrifice.
Even so, Tian Meng willingly sacrificed himself to the Lin Yi before him.
A peerless genius he'd picked up for free!
What did Tian Meng have to hesitate about?
Although Tian Meng hadn't received Lin Yi's memories, he still carried out the sacrifice in the form of a Spiritual Soul Ring.
As he sacrificed himself, countless people watched the scene unfold.
There was no blood-red color.
The blood-red light that had erupted at the end from the earlier Spatial Teleportation formation seemed still to be affecting the valley.
The whole valley was gloomy and eerie.
But as Tian Meng made his sacrifice, an intensely brilliant, perfectly pure ball of white light exploded.
At that moment, the entire valley shone like heaven.
Streaks of golden light flickered within the white.
A pure white Soul Ring condensed, and once it had taken shape, golden patterns rapidly appeared within it.
One ring, two rings, three rings...
A full ten rings!
Once those golden rings of light had fully formed, the pure white light in the valley began to transform, a speck of gold emerging within it.
White-gold light enveloped the entire valley.
One second, the valley had been hell; the next, it had become heaven.
Now it transformed once more, taking on a noble hue.
Bathed in white-gold light, the valley looked like a sacred land.
At the center of it all, Lin Yi was absorbing Tian Meng's Soul Ring.
He was in poor condition, but the absorption process was rapidly healing his injuries.
The meridians in his body were being reforged.
The terrifying pressure of the Million-Year Soul Ring did indeed exceed the limits of what Lin Yi's body could currently withstand.
It couldn't be helped. Lin Yi's first eight Soul Rings were all a hundred thousand years old, and his Eighth Soul Ring had even come from the Evil Emperor.
Because of Tang San's ambush, however, the Evil Emperor's Soul Ring had not been fully absorbed. Much of its origin was missing, and only the fundamental age of the Soul Ring remained.
Strictly speaking, Lin Yi's Eighth Soul Ring was similar to the First Soul Ring Tian Meng had given Huo Yuhao in the original story.
Its fundamental nature was plain to see.
But its origin was insufficient.
The Eighth Soul Ring should have been eight hundred thousand years old, but because of Tang San's attack, it had retained only a little over three hundred thousand years' worth of origin.
Of course, Lin Yi had temporarily transferred two hundred thousand years' worth of the lost five hundred thousand years' origin into his remaining seven Soul Rings.
But his losses were still enormous.
For Lin Yi, a Soul Master with a Chess Martial Soul, having first eight Soul Rings of such quality was already quite incredible.
Now, with a million-year Ninth Soul Ring added, no one could withstand it.
Even so, Lin Yi decided to absorb Tian Meng's Soul Ring.
Because he knew Tian Meng could solve this problem for him.
As he absorbed the Soul Ring, his body gradually began to collapse. Lin Yi said, "Seal away the excess origin."
Tian Meng had no objections.
He didn't even have the presence of mind to wonder why Lin Yi knew he could do that.
White-gold light enveloped the entire valley for three days and three nights.
On the Heavenly Screen, those three days and three nights were compressed into a mere three minutes.
The changing views showed the entire absorption process from every angle, without a single blind spot, to countless people in the past and future eras.
Qian Renxue, who had just been trembling all over at the thought of Lin Yi having an entirely red Soul Ring Configuration, now felt an electric current rise from the soles of her feet and shoot straight to the crown of her head.
Her scalp tingled.
"That's not a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring. That's a Million-Year Soul Ring!"
Even with her sights set on the Godhood of the Angel God, Qian Renxue's understanding of a Soul Master's Soul Ring Configuration had never reached Lin Yi's level.
She simply couldn't imagine what kind of Soul Master could obtain a Million-Year Soul Ring in the normal course of cultivation.
An ordinary Soul Master needed a perfect combination of the first eight Soul Rings and sufficient accumulated foundations before attempting to obtain a Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring as their Ninth Soul Ring.
Yet under such circumstances, someone could actually fuse with a Million-Year Soul Ring for their Ninth Soul Ring!
Across the entire continent, although no Soul Master had ever seen a Million-Year Soul Ring, the instant a glimmer of gold shone through that white Soul Ring, they realized why Lin Yi had risked his life to go to the Great Ferocious Land and rescue Tian Meng by working with him from both inside and out.
Was it worth it?
Absolutely!
For a Million-Year Soul Ring, taking a few risks was only right.
[Yu Xiaogang: A Million-Year Soul Ring is golden, but this Soul Ring is white-gold. Doesn't that mean it's the weakest kind of Million-Year Soul Ring? After all, this Million-Year Soul Ring came from an Ice Silkworm.]
Here he came yet again!
Yu Xiaogang had come charging in again with his own barrage comment.
This time, his comment was questioned by many people even on the Douluo I side.
Many already felt that Yu Xiaogang had lost his authority and was nothing but a clown.
His statement seemed logical, but in truth it was dripping with sour grapes.
Of course, even if people looked down on it, the number of likes still shot up and up.
Before long, Yu Xiaogang's barrage comment was pushed to the top once again.
Soul Masters in the era of Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King could all see this barrage comment that had crossed time and space.
[Is this Yu Xiaogang even human?]
[How disgusting!]
Yun Ming didn't reply or berate Yu Xiaogang again. But countless barrage comments drifted across the Heavenly Screen in Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King.
[Remember this: no matter how poor a Million-Year Soul Ring is, it's still a million years old. It's a God-Level Soul Ring. You waste, you've never even absorbed a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, have you?]
An anonymous Soul Master's comment was pushed to the top.
It carried on Yun Ming's practice of calling Yu Xiaogang a waste.
Before long, Yu Xiaogang saw the anonymous Soul Master's taunt on the Douluo I side.
His face instantly turned ashen.
He really had never even absorbed a Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
Those words stabbed into his heart like the sharpest of blades.
And then twisted several times.
Tang San frowned deeply.
Watching the comments on the Heavenly Screen that kept attacking his teacher, he no longer knew whether taking him as his teacher had been right or wrong.
With the Tang Sect's legacy, and having already cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill and other Tang Sect Secret Arts in his previous life, Tang San had no shortage of guidance in cultivation.
He knew what he wanted.