Chapter 163 The Fifth Soul Ring, 100,000 Years? Huo Yuhao is stunned!
Before the heavy metal gate of the core storage area, the cold air almost seemed to solidify.
Liu Yuan stood in the middle of the messy corridor, his black combat suit fluttering in the cold wind.
He didn't turn around to look at Huo Yuhao in the shadows a hundred meters away, but instead fixed his gaze on the last two eight-ring Soul Douluos in front of him.
Just as these two veteran Soul Douluos were surging with their soul power, preparing to unleash their Martial Soul True Forms for a desperate fight, Liu Yuan made his move.
He didn't rush to attack, but slowly raised his foot and then stomped down heavily.
"Buzz—!"
A dull and extremely oppressive fluctuation of soul power instantly spread out from Liu Yuan as the center.
Immediately afterwards, rings of spirit rings spiraled upwards from beneath his feet.
Yellow, purple, purple, black...
The moment the four spirit rings appeared, the opposing spirit masters felt increased pressure, but it was still within their comprehension.
However, the moment the last soul ring rose, the air in the entire corridor seemed to freeze completely.
It was an extremely deep, blood-red color, exuding endless killing intent and majesty.
The crimson light reflected off the alloy wall, turning the surrounding frost a breathtaking shade of scarlet. That was the unique color of a 100,000-year-old spirit ring, representing the highest level of miracle in the spirit master world.
"Red...red?"
A Soul Master opposite him, who was charging a Soul Guidance Cannon, trembled. The cannon, which was half-charged, emitted a piercing blinding sound, but he was completely unaware of it. He just stared blankly at the fifth Soul Ring at Liu Yuan's feet.
"This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! He's only at the fifth ring level, how could he possibly bear a 100,000-year-old soul ring?"
"Am I seeing things? Is that the fifth ring?"
One of the eight-ring Soul Douluos cried out in alarm, his previously steady Soul Power fluctuations suddenly becoming violently disordered.
According to the records of Mingde Hall, even the most top-tier mutated martial souls could only reach a limit of ten thousand years at the fifth ring. The scene before them completely shattered their common sense about martial arts.
In the shadows a hundred meters away, Huo Yuhao felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Because his mental detection sharing was always active, he could perceive the terrifying energy contained in that blood-red spirit ring more clearly than anyone else.
"Tianmeng-ge... Hyotei... am I seeing things?"
Huo Yuhao asked in a trembling voice in his mind, his mind even going blank for a moment.
"His fifth spirit ring... is red?"
Within their sea of consciousness, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm and Ice Emperor were also completely shocked, even more so than when Liu Yuan instantly killed the Soul Saint.
"Impossible... This completely contradicts the logic of spirit rings!"
The golden body of the Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm swam restlessly in the sea of consciousness.
"Yuhao, although the spirit rings you have are of a higher rank, they were given to you in batches after I sacrificed myself to seal the energy. They are an exceptional case among exceptional cases."
"But the opponent's spirit ring has extremely violent and heavy energy; it's clearly been forcibly absorbed..."
Ice Emperor's tone was filled with disbelief and solemnity: "But how could a Soul King forcibly absorb a 100,000-year Soul Ring without his body exploding? This is completely wrong!"
Huo Yuhao gritted his teeth, the sense of defeat that had subsided somewhat now turning into a strong sense of oppression, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He stared at the figure bathed in crimson light, only one thought in his mind: Is this person really Liu Yuan? Is it possible for Liu Yuan to have become this strong?
Liu Yuan didn't give them any more time to be shocked.
"Fifth Soul Skill - Forbidden Domain!"
With a deep shout from Liu Yuan, the blood-red fifth spirit ring beneath his feet shone brightly.
The original physical space of the entire corridor seemed to have been forcibly cut apart in that instant.
A huge, dark purple, hemispherical space instantly expanded from Liu Yuan's center, enveloping all the Soul Masters in front of him, including the two eight-ring Soul Douluos.
The scene became incredibly impactful at that moment.
The Soul Masters trapped in the forbidden area were horrified to discover that their communication with the outside world was instantly severed.
Not only that, countless thick, dark purple chains suddenly emerged from the void, these chains bearing strange runes, densely wrapping around everyone's bodies.
"What is this thing? Open it for me!"
An eight-ring Soul Douluo roared, his entire body's soul power erupting, his arms swelling, attempting to break free of the chains with the brute force of a titled-level being.
However, every time he managed to break free, more chains would grow from the void. The moment the chains touched his soul power defense, they were not shattered; instead, they began to frantically absorb and dissipate his original soul power.
"It's no use. In this space, I am the only will."
Liu Yuan's voice echoed in every corner of the forbidden area, seemingly omnipresent.
He then launched a series of follow-up measures.
"dominate!"
The three pupils in Liu Yuan's eyes, arranged in a triangular shape, slowly and firmly overlapped towards the center the instant the forbidden domain took shape.
As the three pupils merged into one, an aura of dominance that transcended all living beings descended completely.
Within the forbidden zone, Liu Yuan's figure became like a phantom.
He was no longer bound by the rules of physics, and his entire body moved constantly through the dark purple space. With each flash, he took away a life.
"Pfft!"
Liu Yuan appeared behind a six-ring Soul Master, his right hand forming a knife-like gesture. A flash of Qilin energy pierced through the opponent's back. The Soul Master didn't even have time to scream before his heart was instantly shattered.
"He's there! Attack!"
Another Soul Douluo sensed Liu Yuan's location and frantically swung his level-eight melee soul-guided heavy sword at the afterimage Liu Yuan left behind. However, Liu Yuan's figure was so fast in Dominator mode that it was almost teleportation. The moment the heavy sword missed, Liu Yuan had already appeared on his flank.
"You should die too."
Liu Yuan coldly uttered four words, and his right hand suddenly gripped the top of the Soul Douluo's head.
"boom!"
A domineering force poured directly into his palm. The Soul Douluo's eyes bulged, and all the meridians in his body were instantly shattered by the power that did not belong to his level.
Even with an eighth-ring cultivation level, under Liu Yuan's dual blessing of forbidden domain and overlord, he was as fragile as a candle in the wind.
In just a few dozen breaths, the once heavily guarded entrance to the core storage area was now completely deserted.
Those Soul Emperors and Soul Saints who were usually high and mighty, and even the two eight-ring Soul Douluos, were now lifeless corpses in the forbidden area.
Liu Yuan concealed his aura, and the dark purple space slowly dissipated, revealing the corridor again, only now the floor was piled high with the remains of the Soul Masters.
At the rear ventilation opening, Huo Yuhao was in an unprecedented state of daze.
"This... how is this possible?" Huo Yuhao muttered to himself, his voice filled with fear of the unknown. "A five-ring cultivation... massacring Soul Emperors and Soul Saints, and even killing two eight-ring Soul Douluos?"
Within their sea of consciousness, both Ice Emperor and Heavenly Dream Ice Silkworm fell silent.
This record has completely overturned their understanding of the Soul Master ranking system.
In front of Liu Yuan, rank seemed to be nothing more than a meaningless number.
Ignoring the stares from behind, Liu Yuan walked slowly through the bloodstains to the core gate covered in frost.
He reached out his hand, feeling the increasingly intense, familiar, and arrogant aura of extreme cold emanating from behind the door.
"The Snow Emperor... is mine now."
Liu Yuan said in a low voice, and suddenly exerted force with his right hand. The entire sturdy alloy door began to make a teeth-grinding twisting sound in the face of the power of the Dominator level, and finally collapsed with a crash.
He strode into the secret chamber, his gaze fixed on the altar in the center of the chamber, which emitted a ghostly blue light.
(End of chapter)