There are five types of Soul Ring: Ten-Year Soul Ring, Hundred-Year Soul Ring, thousand- Thousand-Year Soul Ring, ten-thousand- Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, and Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring.
After absorbing the above Soul Ring, Soul Master can develop five types of Soul Skill: Ten-Year Soul Skill, Hundred-Year Soul Skill Thousand-Year Soul Skill- Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill, and one- Hundred Thousand Year Soul Skill.
Soul Master's first and second Soul Skill are mostly Hundred-Year Soul Skill.
The third and Fourth Soul Skill are mostly Thousand-Year Soul Skill.
The Fifth Soul Skill is Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill, bestowed by Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
Its power far surpasses that of Thousand-Year Soul Skill.
Therefore, Soul Master at the level of Five-Ring Soul King with Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring will almost certainly crush Five-Ring Soul Master without Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, let alone a Four-Ring Soul Master.
Pei Han decided to stop holding back and directly use his most powerful Fifth Soul Skill to defeat Yu Tianheng with overwhelming force. Even if it was an unfair victory, he had no choice but to do it now, otherwise he would not be able to defeat Yu Tianheng with just the first four Soul Skill.
" Fifth Soul Skill-- " With Pei Han's shout, a black ring appeared beneath his feet. This was the Soul Ring of Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Beast!
Pei Han's Soul Power surged wildly, merging into the Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring like a vortex. He raised his head, his long hair moving without wind, and let out a low wolf howl, his voice carrying a chilling sense of oppression.
The Blood Wolf Martial Soul appeared behind him, its wolf eyes as red as blood, and it roared continuously as its Soul Power condensed.
Pei Han slowly raised his hands, palms facing each other, and a dark red ball of light gradually formed between his hands. The ball of light continuously absorbed the surrounding Soul Power, growing larger and larger, and the crimson light flowing on its surface became increasingly dazzling.
As time passed, the ball of light began to twist and deform, gradually transforming into a crescent moon emitting an eerie glow. Countless wolf head phantoms appeared on the surface of the crescent moon, each wolf head baring its fangs and claws as if trying to break free.
Upon seeing this, Yu Tianheng appeared wary, but inwardly he was overjoyed.
"Good, very good. I've finally forced him to use this Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill. Now, I can go all out."
Across from him, Pei Han suddenly opened his eyes, a cold glint flashing within them as he uttered the name of his Blood Wolf Martial Soul's Fifth Soul Skill: " Blood Wolf Howling Moon Slash!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Han pushed forward with both hands, and the crimson crescent moon, brimming with power, shot out like an arrow. Wherever the crescent moon passed, space was torn apart, leaving a scarlet trail, and a series of ear-piercing shrieks echoed in the air.
The moment the crimson crescent moon tore through the sky, an eerie silence fell before the palace. Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, pursed her lips, her fingertips unconsciously stroking the armrest of her chair. Her pale golden eyes reflected the distorted ripples in the air, and she sighed inwardly.
With her discerning eye, she could naturally see just how powerful Pei Han's Fifth Soul Skill was. It was arguably the most powerful single-target attack. Even if she herself were to personally enter the fray, she would have to unleash a Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill of the same level to block this attack. Yu Tianheng, on the other hand, was only at the Four-Ring cultivation level. How could he possess Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill? Even with his exceptional talent, the difference in their levels was undeniable. This move was far beyond Yu Tianheng's ability to neutralize. He was about to be defeated!
Duke Pei Ye of the Blood Moon Duke beamed with delight, "Very good, just like that! Teach this arrogant brat a lesson he won't forget!"
" Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill..." Although Dugu Yan had expected this, she still felt somewhat unwilling when she actually saw it.
There's nothing we can do; this is simply a difference in skill level, one that can't be bridged.
Among the guests watching this battle, many were Soul Master, and their levels were quite high, ranging from Soul Emperor and Soul Saint to even Soul Douluo. Seeing this scene, they all knew that the outcome was already decided, Yu Tianheng was bound to lose.
It's a pity, a real pity. In terms of combat skills, Yu Tianheng is in no way inferior to Pei Han. If they were at the same level, Pei Han would be no match for Yu Tianheng.
But now that his Fifth Soul Skill has been unleashed, he can only suffer a crushing defeat.
Just as the Blood Wolf Howling Moon Slash was about to crush the bluestone floor beneath his feet, Yu Tianheng's Soul Power suddenly surged.
His pupils flashed with the vertical stripes characteristic of dragons, and Thunder crackled around him. With a dragon's roar that shattered the clouds, a phantom dragon head, formed entirely of pure lightning, appeared behind him.
--" Fourth Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Head!"
Surprisingly, the fourth Soul Ring, which should have been purple, was now shrouded in a captivating black aura!
Everyone knows perfectly well what this means: Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill!
"How is this possible?!" Duke Pei Ye of the Blood Moon Duke's Mansion's Mansion dug his nails deep into his palms.
The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has always been known for its power and domineering nature, but even they cannot break through the age limit for Soul Master to absorb Soul Ring. The age limit of the fourth Soul Ring can only reach five thousand years at most, but Yu Tianheng's fourth Soul Ring is Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!
This is absolutely impossible!
Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, leaned forward, a hint of genuine surprise flashing in her pale golden eyes. She could sense that Yu Tianheng's current Soul Power Level was only around level forty, not yet reaching the Soul King level, but his fourth Soul Ring was undoubtedly Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, and not just any ordinary Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
"Could it be absorption beyond his level?!" Qian Renxue's eyes flickered, her heart filled with doubt. "But how did he withstand the backlash?"
The onlookers were all horrified, as if they had seen Gui Mei.
Dugu Yan covered her mouth in excitement, her face full of disbelief.
But the most shocking one had to be Pei Han, who fought against Yu Tianheng.
His face was contorted with rage as he stared intently at Yu Tianheng.
As his Soul Power continued to deplete, the giant phantom of Thunder Dragon Head floating behind Yu Tianheng suddenly solidified, its eyes flashing with cold lightning, and crackling purple lightning snakes Entanglement between its whiskers.
"Go!" Yu Tianheng shouted softly, his right hand suddenly slashing forward. The phantom of the Thunder Dragon Head opened its massive maw, large enough to devour mountains, and pounced on the Blood Wolf Howling Moon Slash with a world-destroying aura. Wherever the dragon's head passed, space twisted and shattered like a mirror. The rocks on the ground were pulverized by the terrifying pressure, and the flying fragments were blasted into dust by the Thunder in mid-air.
Pei Han shouted, "So what if your Fourth Soul Skill is Ten-Thousand-Year Soul Skill? I don't believe that the power you unleash is stronger than mine!"
Then, the Thunder Dragon Head and the Blood Wolf Howling Moon Slash collided with a deafening roar. In an instant, a storm of blue and red energy swept across the entire area. The phantom of the Blood Moon and the phantom of the Dragon Head fought fiercely, with crimson and blue light intertwining to form a dazzling ball of light.
Pei Han's arms were bulging with veins as he gritted his teeth and maintained his Fifth Soul Skill.
Yu Tianheng flew wildly, mysterious runes flowed around his body, and lightning in his Palm Lightning condensed into a tangible form, Entanglement like a dragon.
He secretly activated the Heaven-level technique " Nine Heavens Divine Lightning Prison Suppression Scripture," and a surge of powerful purple lightning energy erupted from his body, transforming into a dazzling torrent of lightning that flowed down his arm and into the Thunder Dragon Head in his hand.