Chapter 230: God-Level Soul Ring, Ning Fengzhi and Others Are Shocked
"You want to see my hundred-thousand-year soul ring?"
Mo Hui was briefly stunned upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's request, a strange expression appearing on his face.
After all—he had more than one hundred-thousand-year soul ring.
Mo Hui replied calmly,
"Very well. Since Sect Master Ning wants to see it, I'll oblige."
With that, nine soul rings of different colors emerged and slowly revolved around Mo Hui's body.
At first, Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong had simply expected to observe one or two red soul rings up close. But the moment they saw the full ring configuration—their expressions changed dramatically.
"Impossible! How can a soul master have this kind of soul ring configuration..."
Gu Rong staggered back a step, his voice low and trembling with disbelief.
It was no surprise—because what appeared before them wasn't the standard combination of two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red. No—this configuration completely defied logic.
Among the soul rings around Mo Hui were two purple, four black, two red, and... one blue!
"Two purple, four black, two red, and... a blue soul ring..."
Ning Fengzhi stared wide-eyed, completely speechless. Even as the leader of one of the three upper sects, he had never seen anything like this.
Only Sword Douluo Chen Xin maintained a bit of composure, though even he was visibly shaken as he studied the mysterious blue ring.
After a long pause, Chen Xin finally said:
"I once heard my father mention something... that the former Supreme Pontiff Qian Daoliu had an unusual soul ring configuration—eight black and one red."
"Eight black and one red? Old Sword, are you sure you didn't mishear that?"
Gu Rong immediately interrupted, unable to believe it.
Chen Xin glanced at him, shook his head, and replied seriously,
"At the time, I thought I'd misheard too. But now that I see Mo Hui's configuration, I'm beginning to think my father might've been right."
"Your father wasn't wrong."
Mo Hui suddenly spoke, drawing everyone's attention.
He calmly explained,
"I've fought Qian Daoliu before. His soul ring configuration really is eight black and one red."
"It's true then...!"
Gu Rong inhaled sharply. The thought of someone with that setup—it was terrifying. The foundations of the Spirit Hall were far deeper than he imagined.
Chen Xin caught the subtle implication in Mo Hui's words and quickly asked:
"Mo Hui... you mean Qian Daoliu isn't dead? You fought him recently?"
Although Qian Daoliu had long been absent from public view, most believed he had quietly passed away. But Mo Hui's words suggested otherwise.
Mo Hui nodded.
"Correct. Qian Daoliu is still alive. I fought him about half a year ago. Back then, he was much stronger than I was."
The God of Angels was also known as the Sky God. The higher the altitude, the stronger its power.
During that battle, Qian Daoliu had chased Mo Hui to an altitude of 30,000 meters. In the skies, his strength had nearly doubled. Even Poseidon, after absorbing Mo Hui's theoretical knowledge and gaining a 30% power boost, might not be able to defeat Qian Daoliu at that height.
Back then, even the giant mega Pidgeot, powered by the Wind God Domain, was only slightly stronger than Qian Daoliu on the ground. So there was no doubt that Qian Daoliu was far stronger than Mo Hui at the time.
But that was before. Now, Mo Hui had obtained the complete Sea God Trident and his ninth spirit ring, which was god-level. His overall strength had far surpassed what it was back then.
Other than pure soul power, Qian Daoliu had no advantage over him anymore—unless he again fought from thirty thousand meters up or had significantly improved like Poseidon had.
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"You fought Qian Daoliu and came back alive… seems like your current strength far surpasses mine."
Chen Xin couldn't help but sigh.
His own father had once been at the peak of level 97 and challenged Qian Daoliu—only to return severely injured and die not long after. His final words had been not to seek revenge. That alone showed how overwhelming Qian Daoliu's strength was.
Yet Mo Hui not only faced Qian Daoliu but returned unharmed. Even considering Mo Hui's astonishing speed, that alone was a terrifying feat.
Mo Hui simply smiled in response.
Then Chen Xin asked another question:
"One more thing. Mo Hui, why is your last soul ring… blue? Are there more colors beyond the traditional five: white, yellow, purple, black, and red?"
Ning Fengzhi and Gu Rong also stared at Mo Hui, clearly curious.
Mo Hui answered openly:
"The blue soul ring represents a soul ring that exceeds 100,000 years. You can call it a god-level soul ring."
"God-level soul ring?!"
The three were stunned.
Mo Hui nodded and continued,
"That's right. And god-level soul rings don't have a fixed color. Their appearance depends on the unique traits of the soul master who obtains them."
As he spoke, Mo Hui retracted Pidgeot's soul ring.
The three elders of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect understood that the question session was over. Though they still had many doubts, those involved secrets that weren't appropriate to ask.
Before leaving, Mo Hui turned and looked at them once more.
"Since you're curious, let me give you one more tip."
"If you wish to extend the lifespan of your spirit rings, only divine power can achieve that.
As far as I know, there are only three places on the continent that hold divine inheritances—
Sea God Island, the Spirit Hall, and the Slaughter City.
Other locations may or may not exist. You'll have to find them yourselves."
"Divine inheritance...!"
Upon hearing that, Ning Fengzhi, Chen Xin, and Gu Rong were shaken. It was as if an unseen veil had been lifted before their eyes.
"Thank you for telling us. The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will keep everything that happened today confidential. Not a word will spread."
Ning Fengzhi bowed slightly, his tone solemn.
But Mo Hui just waved it off casually.
"It's fine. What I said today—you would've learned sooner or later. It's just a matter of time."
As he finished speaking, Pidgeot's wings flapped strongly, lifting Mo Hui into the air. He turned into a green streak and vanished into the horizon.
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