As the excess fire dragon power continuously poured into the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Rings, the four originally pitch-black ten-thousand-year Soul Rings in Lin Chen's dantian began to undergo a tremendous transformation!
The jet-black ring faded from its dullness at a visible speed, turning into a blood-red color, and finally completely transforming into a red symbolizing 100,000 years!
Even more astonishingly, two dazzling golden patterns suddenly appeared on the fourth spirit ring, shining brightly—this was the mark of a 200,000-year-old ferocious beast spirit ring!
But this was not the end.
The first soul ring followed closely behind, also condensing two golden patterns, with a powerful life flame flowing around its body.
Clearly, it had not yet reached the limit of Lin Chen's body's endurance.
"We can still hold on!"
Lin Chen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and he shouted in a low voice, "Thunder God Bloodline, unleash its full power!"
The purple-gold lightning power instantly swept over his entire body, tempering every inch of muscle and every meridian to its limit.
His physical body was no longer what it used to be.
The Ice and Fire Chain Golden Body forged from three immortal herbs, combined with the Thunder God bloodline, three Dragon King-level soul bones, and a God-level Destiny Skull, made it impossible for him to estimate the limits of his physical body.
With the full support of the Thor's bloodline, Lin Chen guided the last remaining fire dragon power and frantically poured it into the Blue Silver Emperor Soul Ring.
Buzz—!
The first two soul rings had stable golden patterns, still two, fixed at two hundred thousand years.
The third soul ring's golden patterns surged, condensing from two to three, reaching a terrifying age of three hundred thousand years.
The fourth soul ring shone the brightest, with four golden patterns swirling and intertwining around it. The ring emitted a near-divine halo, directly soaring to 400,000 years!
Four spirit rings floated beneath Lin Chen's Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul. The four red spirit rings shimmered with golden patterns, and their age increased layer by layer, ranging from 200,000 to 400,000. The pressure they emitted was enough to make any Title Douluo tremble!
Lin Chen slowly finished his practice, and the red and gold divine-level fire attribute soul rings around his body completely solidified, complementing the golden soul rings of the Golden Sacred Dragon.
The miniature golden holy dragon beside it had also completed its transformation. Its golden armor was now covered with a layer of crimson-gold flame patterns, and it could spew out blazing flames with a single opening of its mouth. Its ultimate fire attribute had been fully awakened, and its dragon might was several times stronger than before.
Lin Chen felt the surging power within his body and understood.
It wasn't that his body had reached its limit, but rather that the power of the Fire Dragon King's Dragon Core had been exhausted. The vast majority of the energy from this divine-level Dragon Core was used to evolve the Golden Sacred Dragon, awaken the ultimate fire, and condense a divine-level fire attribute soul ring. The remaining power could only push the Blue Silver Emperor's first four soul rings to this level.
Lin Chen felt the surging power within him, and he couldn't hide the smile on his face. This surge in strength was more terrifying than all his previous enhancements combined, doubling or tripling his overall combat power. Even if he were to face a Title Douluo from the Spirit Hall right now, he was confident he could crush him head-on!
But his excitement didn't last long. A very real problem suddenly hit him, making his smile disappear instantly.
"Oh no... there are too many skills!"
Lin Chen slapped his forehead, feeling his head buzzing, his face filled with utter despair.
He counted on his fingers, and the more he counted, the more desperate he became:
He possesses three martial souls: Blue Silver Emperor, Thor's Hammer, and Golden Sacred Dragon. Following the standard configuration for a soul master, each martial soul has nine soul skills; subtracting the martial soul's true form, that's a total of 16 soul skills!
Even more critically, the Blue Silver Emperor's first four spirit rings were already terrifyingly old, ranging from 200,000 to 400,000 years old, with two skills per ring, totaling eight skills. He simply couldn't possibly compromise himself by using lower-age spirit rings for the Thunder Hammer and Golden Sacred Dragon; they would all start at least at 100,000 years old, with two skills per ring. Subtracting the Martial Soul True Body, that would amount to another 16 skills!
This is just a Soul Ring skill!
Then consider the soul bone skills: he has three Dragon King-level soul bones and one God-level Destiny Skull, each with two skills, making a total of eight skills. Once he completes the remaining soul bones, even more skills will await him.
Lin Chen did a rough calculation: the total number of soul skills, soul bone skills, and future divine skills directly surpassed that of Tang San in the original work, so much so that it made his scalp tingle!
"Oh no! Who can remember all of this?!" Lin Chen couldn't help but wail, clutching his head and squatting on the ground, his face contorted in pain. "You can't exactly come up with a skill on the fly during a fight, can you? By the time I do, the enemy will have already chopped me into eight pieces!"
He used to only think about getting stronger, plundering resources, absorbing treasures, and evolving his martial soul, never considering that having too many skills could be a problem. Now, he's stronger, but he has so many skills that he can't remember them all—it's a sweet burden.
If other Soul Masters in Douluo Continent saw Lin Chen clutching his head and wailing, they would probably be so angry that they would break down on the spot and point their fingers at him, cursing him for being ungrateful.
It's important to understand that ordinary Soul Masters are already considered geniuses if they possess a few ten-thousand-year Soul Rings in their lifetime, and a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring is even more rare and hard to come by. Having more skills than they can use is a realm countless people dream of. But he, on the other hand, possesses dozens of god-level and ferocious beast-level skills, yet he still complains that there are too many to remember. If those Title Douluos knew about this "sweet trouble," they would probably roar with envy, "If you don't want to bear it, let us do it! We'd be more than happy to!"
"Just kidding, I won't." Lin Chen pouted; he wasn't about to give away such a small benefit.
Despite his complaints, his mind worked incredibly fast, and he quickly came up with a solution.
In the original novel, Tang San also faced the dilemma of having many soul skills that were difficult to master. The key to his breakthrough was the Clear Sky Sect's ultimate technique - the Great Sumeru Hammer!
The most domineering aspect of this technique is its ability to detonate one's own spirit rings, instantly unleashing their power with exponentially increased strength. One strike, and all spirit rings shatter; no matter how many skills you possess, brute force alone will overwhelm everything!
"That's right! Ring explosion!" Lin Chen's eyes lit up, and he was instantly immersed in his fantasy—in the future, when facing an enemy, he would start by detonating all his spirit rings. The Thunder God Hammer, carrying the ultimate thunder and the power of ring explosion, would smash any titled Douluo or Spirit Hall expert into mincemeat with a single blow! Wouldn't that scene be incredibly satisfying?
But his excitement lasted only a moment before he instantly calmed down, his smile froze, and he sighed helplessly.
Trouble is brewing.
In the entire Douluo Continent, only two people wield the Great Sumeru Hammer—one is Tang Chen, the reclusive former sect master of the Clear Sky Sect, known as the Limit Douluo, who is hailed as invincible on land and possesses the body of a demigod; the other is Tang San's father, the Clear Sky Douluo Tang Hao.
Tang Chen was out of the question. Although Lin Chen knew where he was, Tang Hao's strength was unfathomable. With his current soul power of just over level 50, provoking a Limit Douluo would be like an egg hitting a rock, a sure way to die.
As for Tang Hao… Lin Chen stroked his chin, lost in thought.
Tang Hao's strength is beyond doubt. At his peak, a single blow from his hammer could severely injure several Title Douluos, making him one of the strongest figures of his time. With Lin Chen's current strength, let alone seizing the Great Sumeru Hammer, he would likely only be able to parry, utterly powerless to retaliate.
Lin Chen knew his own limitations. He had a lot of top-notch skills, but his soul power was a fatal flaw. If his soul power level didn't improve, it would be a complete waste. At most, he could only fight a few ordinary Title Douluos. He wasn't so stubborn as to think he could defeat a Super Douluo like Tang Hao.
"It seems we can only wait." A glint of light flashed in Lin Chen's eyes, and he had already made a plan in his mind.
He clearly remembered the plot of the original novel; Tang Hao's only flaws were revealed only twice.
The first time was during the Continental Elite Soul Master Tournament, when Tang Hao, to save Tang San, single-handedly defeated seven Title Douluos, afterwards sustaining severe injuries and greatly reducing his combat power. At that time, Lin Chen was confident he could fight Tang Hao, and even defeat him.
The second time was when Tang Hao, to repay the sect's kindness, severed one arm and one leg, causing his soul power to plummet to level 79, completely falling below the Title Douluo realm. At that point, Lin Chen was absolutely confident he could not only defeat Tang Hao, but even crush him!
"No rush, I'm determined to get the Great Sumeru Hammer." Lin Chen's lips curled into a confident smile. "Right now, I just need to focus on improving my strength and wait for the right opportunity. The day Tang Hao cuts off his own arm will be the day I learn the Exploding Ring Technique!"
Having figured this out, the annoyance of having too many skills instantly vanished. Lin Chen stopped worrying, his gaze hardened again, and he reached out to take out the icy blue Ice Dragon King's Dragon Pill.
"Let's refine this dragon pill first and further enhance our strength!"
Lin Chen flipped his palm, and the icy blue Ice Dragon King Core floated out. Its surface was covered in ice-scale patterns, emanating a chilling aura that froze the surrounding air. The miniature golden holy dragon instantly widened its golden vertical pupils, its small body tensing violently. The longing in its eyes was even greater than when it saw the Fire Dragon Core. Its mouth slightly opened, emitting an urgent low growl, its short legs pawing at the ground, eager to pounce.
"Don't rush, here you go."
Lin Chen chuckled lightly, flicking his wrist, and the Ice Dragon King's Dragon Pill flew straight towards the Holy Dragon. The little guy leaped up, swallowing the ice pill whole. The golden light around him was instantly enveloped in icy blue aura, and his small body floated in the air, frantically refining this extreme ice power.
Lin Chen's expression turned serious as he once again activated the Northern Darkness Divine Art, its immense suction force drawing in all the dissipating ice dragon power. This time, he was going to condense the third soul ring for his third martial soul, the Golden Sacred Dragon!
Buzz—!
Ice-elemental energy in the world gathered wildly, and above Lin Chen's head, following the gold and red-gold soul rings, a third blue-gold soul ring slowly condensed. The ring was ice-blue with golden dragon patterns wrapped around it, and extreme cold intertwined with sacred dragon power. As soon as it appeared, the temperature within a radius of several miles dropped sharply, and thick frost condensed on the ground.
"Thor's bloodline, unleash its full power!"
Lin Chen roared, and purple-gold lightning swept across his entire body. His golden body, taut with ice and fire chains, stretched to its limit, further enhancing his physical strength and allowing him to withstand the violent impact of the ice dragon's power. Nourished by the ice power, the golden holy dragon's golden armor condensed a layer of icy blue scales, and its ultimate ice attribute awakened simultaneously, forming a twin of ice and fire with the previous ultimate fire, causing its dragon might to surge several times over.
But just as the spirit rings were completely solidified and the Holy Dragon's evolution was complete, Lin Chen's expression changed drastically!
The power of the Ice Dragon King's Dragon Core was even more terrifying than he had anticipated!
Evolving into a holy dragon and condensing a divine-level ice-attribute soul ring only consumed about 60% of his power. The remaining 40% of his power surged through his body like an out-of-control torrent!
"Oh no!"
Lin Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he instantly regretted it to the core. He thought the power of the Fire Dragon Pill had reached its limit, but he forgot that the Ice and Fire Dragon Kings were also among the nine great dragon kings, with comparable power. He had been careless and almost killed himself!
With nowhere to vent his raging ice dragon power, if he allowed it to assault his meridians, even with his strong physique, he would be burst! In this critical moment, Lin Chen had no choice but to repeat his old trick, channeling all the excess ice dragon power into the four spirit rings of the Blue Silver Emperor within his dantian!
The blood-red spirit ring was instantly enveloped by icy blue power, merging with the previous fire dragon power to create a bizarre spectacle of ice and fire coexisting. The golden patterns on the spirit ring surged wildly at a visible rate!
First Soul Ring: Two golden patterns → Three patterns → Four patterns → Five golden patterns!
Second Soul Ring: Two golden patterns → Three patterns → Four patterns → Five golden patterns!
Third Soul Ring: Three Golden Patterns → Four Patterns → Five Patterns!
Fourth Soul Ring: Four Golden Patterns → Five!
In a short while, each of Blue Silver Emperor's four spirit rings steadily condensed five golden patterns! On the red rings, the golden patterns coiled like dragons, and the pressure they emitted had already surpassed that of ordinary 500,000-year-old ferocious beast spirit rings!
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