Their martial souls seemed powerful, but that was nothing compared to his eight-ringed self. This was especially so because Zhong Liren was an evil soul master, and had the strength to challenge even a normal Titled Douluo.

However, Zhong Liren began to feel that something was amiss from the moment their hands clasped together. Their auras were starting to rise exponentially, and the blinding golden light bursting from their bodies was tinged with faint dragon roars.

Wang Qiu’er’s eyes had become entirely golden at this point. Huo Yuhao’s Eye of Destiny was golden, but his own eyes had become dark blue in color,  a hue that was filled with a chilling eeriness.

How could this aura belong to two people who only had five and six soul rings? Their soul power undulations were close to, or had already reached that of a seven-ringed Soul Sage!

Huo Yuhao quickly calmed down after his momentary shock. He was very experienced with martial soul fusion, and he swiftly analyzed their martial soul fusion’s strengths and weaknesses.

Relative to his martial soul fusion with...