Time slowly passed. Two hours later, the energy fluctuations of the soul rings finally stopped.
Jiang Chen closed his eyes and carefully comprehended his own condition. He could feel the terror of each soul ring.
Before the upgrade, his highest soul ring age was the seventh soul ring, which had reached ninety thousand years.
But now, after the upgrade, the ages of these seven soul rings had all reached a terrifying number.
Two hours ago, the Asura God had already said they exceeded one hundred thousand years.
"Senior, are you still there? How many years have these soul rings of mine reached?" Jiang Chen asked.
Soul rings exceeding one hundred thousand years were already beyond his ability to judge the exact age.
After waiting for a long time, the Asura God's voice did not ring out, as if he had left. Just as Jiang Chen was about to give up waiting, that familiar voice finally sounded.
"Your seven soul rings have reached around five hundred thousand years." The Asura God's voice carried a trace of tremor, whether from excitement or shock, it was unclear.
Jiang Chen felt joy in his heart, but he also sensed that the Asura God's state seemed somewhat off.
"Senior, you mentioned earlier that you oversee countless planes. I wonder where my talent ranks among the geniuses of all planes?"
Jiang Chen was confident. Regardless of whether it was because of the system, with the achievements he had obtained at his current age on the Douluo Continent, he was undoubtedly number one.
The Asura God was silent for a moment, seemingly thinking. "It should be considered second."
Jiang Chen was somewhat surprised and couldn't help saying, "Is there really someone with even stronger talent than mine?"
"There is, and that person is someone you also know."
"Who?" Jiang Chen suddenly became very interested. The other party was actually someone he knew.
That would mean the other party was also from the Douluo Continent?
Could it be Tang San... Jiang Chen couldn't help but think.
"Jiang Xue Ning." The Asura God's voice sounded.
Jiang Chen was first stunned in his heart, then his expression became extremely colorful.
His daughter was actually the number one genius across all planes!
Even more talented than him.
"Senior, you must be joking, right? Xue Ning hasn't even awakened her martial soul yet, and you can already see her talent?"
The Asura God said, "This is just my premonition. If there is anyone who can surpass your talent, it can only be her."
It seems that little girl's talent is quite good... Jiang Chen thought.
To receive such high praise from the Asura God, it was definitely not simple.
Jiang Chen suddenly felt a sense of urgency. He shouldn't let himself be caught up by Tang San, only to be overtaken by his own daughter instead.
"Absorb your god-bestowed soul ring. I'm going to rest." The Asura God said.
"Senior, take care."
Just as he was about to start absorbing the god-bestowed soul ring, the Asura God's voice sounded again: "By the way, aren't you going to undergo another heavenly tribulation soon? Do you remember my previous instructions?"
"Senior, rest assured. I, Jiang Chen, am definitely not a half-hearted person." Jiang Chen promised.
He still remembered the Asura God's previous instructions. His eighth heavenly tribulation might not be concealable, and at that time, many shameless people might come to snatch him as their successor.
A moment later, seeing that the Asura God had no further reaction, he began to absorb that god-bestowed soul ring.
With a thought, the golden soul ring in his mind disappeared, transforming into an extremely massive surge of energy that rushed into Jiang Chen's body.
Jiang Chen instantly felt extremely full, then bloated, and then extreme pain, as if his entire body was about to split apart.
Right from the start, the intense pain made him involuntarily suck in a breath of cold air.
It was simply too painful, comparable to the pain during tribulation.
No... it was actually a few degrees more terrifying than the pain during tribulation.
Because he had already experienced multiple lightning tribulations and had grown somewhat numb to them. In terms of pure pain, this soul ring's energy was even harder for him to endure.
This soul ring was condensed from the Asura God's divine power and was far more domineering than god-bestowed soul rings from other deities.
In the end, Jiang Chen's body cracked open, and fresh blood sprayed out from all over his body.
His blood was red with a touch of gold, splattering onto the surrounding ground and sparkling under the light.
Enduring the intense pain, Jiang Chen opened his mouth and sucked, drawing back the spraying blood into his body.
He had never absorbed a soul ring in such a miserable way before. This tragic scene was almost comparable to the situation during tribulation.
On his body, a faint red soul ring was slowly forming.
The color and aura fluctuations of this soul ring were still far from comparable to the previous seven soul rings. Jiang Chen knew that he had not yet reached his limit.
His current limit was around five hundred thousand years.
He didn't know how much time had passed, but the energy storm in the cultivation room finally subsided. The ground was already covered with a layer of red-and-gold blood.
Jiang Chen's whole body was covered in cuts and bruises, looking miserable.
The corners of his mouth twitched. With a thought, the blood around him began to flow back, returning to his body.
Enduring the intense pain, he took out a bottle of healing pills from his soul tool and began to recover rapidly.
His own recovery ability was already extremely abnormal. With the assistance of the healing pills, the recovery speed was astonishingly fast.
Such severe injuries were fully recovered in about half an hour.
He stood up. Eight deep red soul rings revolved around his body, incredibly shocking.
"I have finally reached the Soul Douluo realm." A rich smile appeared on his face.
Releasing this set of soul rings would probably scare people to death.
After carefully sensing the soul power within his body, it was several times stronger than before.
The information for the eighth soul skill had already appeared in his mind. The moment he saw this soul skill clearly, Jiang Chen's expression became extremely strange.
His eighth soul skill was actually a coffin!
The eighth soul ring on his body lit up. Jiang Chen released his eighth soul skill in a somewhat dumbfounded manner.
A gray stone coffin appeared before him, over two meters long and wide enough for two people to lie inside.
He reached out and touched it. The texture was somewhat icy cold, as if it were a real physical object.
"Damn it, a five hundred thousand -year god-bestowed soul ring just gave me this kind of soul skill?" Jiang Chen instantly felt extremely aggrieved.
He had been tormented for so long, only to be given a coffin.
Recalling the information of this soul skill in his mind, its defensive power was extremely strong, though exactly how strong was not specified.
It could also isolate all of his own aura.
Jiang Chen felt he had lost big time. His defensive power was already very strong, and his zombie body was best at hiding aura, even completely isolating life fluctuations. What use was this coffin?
The key point was that this thing couldn't be taken out.
Imagine during battle, suddenly pulling out a coffin, did he want to laugh the enemy to death?
He forcefully pinched the stone coffin. With his current strength, he couldn't leave even a trace.
"Hey, it seems it's still a treasure." Jiang Chen finally became interested.
The soul skill had just consumed a large amount of his soul power. If it only had defensive and aura-isolating effects, that would disappoint him too much.
He took a step back. Power began to slowly gather throughout his body, converging toward his right hand.
Bang! His fist slammed into the stone coffin. The sound was muffled, and the entire cultivation room began to tremble. Dust fell continuously from the ceiling.
This punch was almost his strongest strike, containing the power of his physical body, soul power, and lightning fist enhancement.
He believed that an ordinary Title Douluo would definitely crack under this punch.
But this stone coffin was terrifyingly hard. The spot where Jiang Chen had just struck showed not even a white mark.
"Not bad." Jiang Chen's face finally showed a satisfied smile.
He picked up the stone coffin with one hand. To his shock, the stone coffin's weight was actually tens of thousands of jin.
He swung it around with rumbling sounds, imagining smashing an enemy with the coffin—would they be flattened...
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up.
The feeling of carrying a coffin to smash people seemed pretty good...
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