Should he take a Tian Meng-brand Million-Year Soul Ring with its full foundation intact?
Or an Evil Emperor-brand Million-Year Soul Ring with its full foundation intact?
That was a question.
No, it wasn't a question.
It was an answer.
Even Tian Meng himself would certainly choose the latter if he threw aside his sense of shame and didn't care about losing face.
Tian Meng was only pondering because he was looking for a way to save face.
And he really did find one.
"Hmph, fine. I'll just count it as having created a Million-Year Soul Ring."
"So what if he's the Evil Emperor? Doesn't he still need my help, Tian Meng's help, to break through to a million years?"
At that thought, Tian Meng perked up, looking rather pleased with himself.
Watching from the side, Lin Yi felt that Tian Meng made a lot of sense.
"Actually, you don't need to feel bad about it. I have plenty more Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow here, enough to restore your foundation."
Hearing this, Tian Meng asked casually, "Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow? How much could you possibly have?"
"Forty-something pieces, I think?"
"Four pieces? Wait-"
Tian Meng's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Lin Yi's spiritual form.
"How many?! How many pieces of Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow did you say you had?"
"Forty-something," Lin Yi said with a smile.
Tian Meng: "Hiss~"
He reasonably suspected that Lin Yi had also found a Ten Thousand Year Mysterious Ice Cavern and taken all the Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow inside.
Of course, on closer calculation, it seemed there was less than the amount of Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow that had formed in the Ten Thousand Year Mysterious Ice Cavern he had accidentally entered back then.
But it was still quite a lot.
Tian Meng did the math and found it would be enough to make up for his losses.
In that case, it would mean both Million-Year Soul Rings had their full foundations intact.
And only Tian Meng could actually digest Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow; the Evil Emperor couldn't.
So this was actually a sensible allocation of resources?
The Heavenly Screen did not show what was happening in Lin Yi's Sea of Consciousness.
The countless people watching in Douluo I and Douluo Dalu III: The Legend of the Dragon King saw only Lin Yi standing in midair, his robes fluttering in the wind.
He looked unfathomable.
At this moment, Lin Yi was already at the pinnacle of the Soul Master World.
Nine Soul Rings circled his body: red, red, red, red, red, red, red, red, and platinum. The terrifying configuration weighed on the countless people watching through the Heavenly Screen, as though a great mountain were pressing down on their hearts.
Every time the meaning of those Soul Rings surfaced in their minds, their scalps couldn't help but tingle.
The longer the image on the Heavenly Screen remained, the more towering Lin Yi's figure seemed to them.
He seemed to have become a monumental stele, standing beneath the heavens and dominating the ages!
No one would find this scene boring.
The mountain-like pressure was so terrifying that it made their hearts tremble; they couldn't even begin to feel bored.
Everyone's gaze seemed drawn by the Heavenly Screen, fixed firmly on the image and unable to look away.
Soul Masters who were too busy fighting to watch the Heavenly Screen caught an occasional glimpse of the scene and forgot even about pursuing their enemies or saving their own lives, staring fixedly at the image.
Eight red and one platinum!
The image on the Heavenly Screen lasted a full three minutes, and not a single Soul Master shouted that it was too boring and demanded it hurry to the next scene.
But though the Soul Masters didn't shout, the Heavenly Screen itself moved.
It didn't switch to the next scene.
Instead, Lin Yi moved within the image.
Outside his body, the eighth Soul Ring flickered with an unusual blood-red light.
For some reason, the Soul Masters watching felt that the presence of that Soul Ring seemed to be expanding.
Even though they were separated by the Heavenly Screen, everyone could see the distinct fluctuations.
As time passed, dense golden patterns emerged on Lin Yi's Eighth Soul Ring. At last, they spread and joined together, forming a ninth golden band!
Nine hundred thousand years!
Perhaps the Heavenly Screen had deliberately magnified certain details, for everyone watching the scene instinctively noticed the change.
Everyone had already reached an understanding of the difference between eight golden bands and nine.
As the change in the Eighth Soul Ring grew more apparent, a guess instinctively arose in everyone's minds.
"Don't tell me this guy wants to raise his Eighth Soul Ring to a million years?"
"If one golden band represents a hundred thousand years of cultivation, the previous eight bands meant eight hundred thousand years, just two hundred thousand years short of a million."
"Wait, why did I say 'just'?"
Was two hundred thousand years a small amount?
"This is insane! And how did he do it? Why does Spirit Ascension seem so easy for him?"
"Right, Spirit Ascension! How did he do it?"
Yet no matter how they discussed it, no one could find an answer.
The Heavenly Screen was only helping Lin Yi show off, drawing the eyes of every viewer.
So far, it hadn't revealed Lin Yi's true secret.
Although it had revealed that Lin Yi could resurrect, it had never shown how many times he could do so. Instead, it had kept showing him resurrect, making people think he could keep doing it indefinitely.
That didn't count as exposing his secret.
As countless people discussed it, the scene on the Heavenly Screen continued to unfold steadily.
On the blood-red Soul Ring, the nine golden patterns spread, seemingly connecting with one another until the nine bands became a single whole, a golden ring.
At last, the process was complete.
All the golden patterns on Lin Yi's Eighth Soul Ring had spread across the entire ring.
Not a trace of red could be seen.
The entire Soul Ring shone with brilliant golden light.
A golden million-year ring!
A genuine Golden Soul Ring.
At that moment, the entire world fell silent.
[Yu Xiaogang, come out and comment again. This is a Million-Year Soul Ring, so what grade of Million-Year Soul Ring is it? Compared with the Ice Silkworm's, isn't it a little stronger?]
Someone who was a little less rattled was the first to recover from the shock and sent a scrolling comment to calm emotions that were already surging like storm-tossed waves.
When Yu Xiaogang saw the comment, his face darkened.
These people weren't even calling him Grandmaster anymore.
Their tone was plainly mocking and derisive.
Yu Xiaogang declared it beneath him to discuss this with people like that.
What explanation could there be for a pure Golden Soul Ring?
According to legend, a God-Level Soul Ring was supposed to be golden.
This was the purest Golden Soul Ring. Was there any need for a comparison?
Yu Xiaogang thought the person who had sent that comment was brain-damaged.
But he saw many more mocking comments beneath it.
Those people must have understood perfectly well and were only pretending otherwise, joining in purely to stir things up.
The more Yu Xiaogang read, the darker his face became.
He felt that this world was beyond reason.
[Never mind Yu Xiaogang for now. Lin Yi's Soul Ring seems to still be changing.]
Still changing?
Everyone was startled.
They stopped paying attention to the scrolling comments and looked closely at the image on the Heavenly Screen.
In the image, Lin Yi had taken out some Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow.
Beside him, the illusory image of a gleaming white Ice Silkworm condensed.
As soon as the illusory Ice Silkworm appeared, he hugged a piece of Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow and began devouring it in great mouthfuls.
"Mm! Delicious, delicious!"
"So Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Marrow is fragrant and sweet! I was too busy sleeping before to really taste it."
Tian Meng gave it his enthusiastic approval.