The sacred flames enveloped Qian Renxue's entire body. Bathed in this holy fire, Qian Renxue looked somewhat intoxicated.
"How is it? In the past year, I haven't been standing still!"
Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian, who was watching from the side, couldn't help but curl his lips and mutter, "Isn't it just that you obtained a 100,000-year spirit ring with the help of Spirit Hall? What's there to be so proud of?"
Although Qian Renxue's eighth spirit ring being a 100,000-year one was shocking, Feng Xiaotian didn't feel much about it. The reason was simple—he also possessed a 100,000-year spirit ring.
"A 100,000-year spirit ring is indeed good. That should be the ring from that transformed spirit beast, right?"
Shui Wuhen nodded slightly and asked.
Spirit Hall had captured a 100,000-year transformed spirit beast, something known to the entire continent. Shui Wuhen naturally assumed that Qian Renxue had absorbed that spirit ring.
Qian Renxue snorted lightly, "Hmph, you guessed wrong. This is not that Soft Bone Rabbit, but a 100,000-year light-attributed spirit beast."
Originally, Qian Renxue had planned to use Xiao Wu as her eighth spirit ring. However, just as she was about to absorb it, news suddenly came from the seaside that a suspected light-attributed 100,000-year spirit beast had appeared. Then, the Worship Hall dispatched several people and jointly killed it.
After all, Xiao Wu was already in their hands—she could be absorbed anytime. But a light-attributed 100,000-year spirit beast, once missed, might not appear again for who-knows-how-long.
As for the 100,000-year spirit bone, because Qian Renxue already had a fixed full set of spirit bones and could not absorb others, it was given as a reward to Golden Crocodile Douluo.
"Alright, enough nonsense. Show me your spirit rings!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Qian Renxue swung her long sword, the blade pointing directly at Shui Wuhen.
However, hearing Qian Renxue's provocative words, Shui Wuhen merely smiled faintly, "Whether you can make me reveal my spirit rings depends on your ability."
Qian Renxue's 100,000-year eighth ring was indeed powerful, but Shui Wuhen's spirit ring configuration was even more monstrous. If he truly revealed it, he might scare this Spirit Hall Saintess.
"You dare look down on me?"
Shui Wuhen's words instantly enraged Qian Renxue.
Naturally, a soul master could hide their spirit rings in battle, only revealing them when using spirit skills.
However, this method was not only troublesome but also mentally draining, usually only used against opponents far weaker than oneself.
Yet Shui Wuhen, in a fight with her, didn't even intend to release his spirit rings. Did that mean, in his eyes, her strength was far inferior to his?
For the extremely proud and confident Qian Renxue, who was determined to wash away her humiliation, this was undoubtedly a huge insult!
In the next instant, Qian Renxue moved. Her body turned into a streak of light, charging toward Shui Wuhen.
Her speed was extremely fast, surpassing the limits of a Soul Douluo and even exceeding ordinary Titled Douluo. Yet in Shui Wuhen's eyes, it looked as slow as a motionless scene.
With his current spiritual power, it was not difficult for Shui Wuhen to track her movements.
Very quickly, Qian Renxue reached him and swung her sword down.
However, Shui Wuhen's reaction completely exceeded her expectations. Facing her strike, he showed no intention of dodging and remained standing in place.
"What is he doing? Giving up on himself?"
Just as doubt arose in Qian Renxue's mind—although she was indeed strong now, based on Shui Wuhen's previous performance, he shouldn't have been unable to react to such a probing attack.
Just as she considered whether to stop to avoid injuring him, Shui Wuhen moved.
In an instant, Qian Renxue's flaming sword stopped abruptly, and her eyes widened.
Because Shui Wuhen had actually used only two fingers to clamp her sword. No matter how hard she tried, her condensed sword remained completely motionless.
Even the flames capable of burning and purifying everything at the point where he held it were frozen by him, and the frost continued to spread.
When the frost reached the hilt, Shui Wuhen released his grip and lightly flicked it.
In that instant, Qian Renxue only felt a tremendous force surge from the hilt, sending her flying dozens of meters backward.
"So this is the gap."
Feng Xiaotian, watching this scene, looked solemn.
Although Qian Renxue was arrogant, she had the capital to be so.
A 100,000-year eighth spirit ring, a god-level Angel Martial Soul, and a higher spirit power level than his own.
All of this placed her at the pinnacle among her peers. Even Feng Xiaotian himself could not guarantee absolute victory against her.
Yet now, Shui Wuhen displayed overwhelming dominance, not even using a spirit skill to force her back.
This was something he could never achieve.
"What?"
"How is this possible?"
Even Azure Phoenix Douluo and Guangling Douluo, who were hiding in the shadows, were shocked. They knew Qian Renxue's strength well—she could even push them to great difficulty in battle, and Guangling Douluo had once nearly lost to her.
Yet such Qian Renxue was so clearly suppressed by Shui Wuhen. Just how strong was this young man named Shui Wuhen?
On the other side, Qian Renxue finally steadied herself, staring at Shui Wuhen in shock and exclaiming, "Impossible! With my current strength, even a Titled Douluo is no match for me. Shui Wuhen, what level are you exactly?"
From Shui Wuhen's previous display, Qian Renxue was certain that his spirit power was above hers—but how much higher, she did not know.
But this didn't make sense. She remembered that last time they fought, Shui Wuhen was only at Soul Emperor level, at least ten levels below her.
And now, in just a year and a half, his spirit power had surpassed hers. How could she accept this?
"Level?"
Hearing this, Shui Wuhen said calmly, "After some opportunities, my current level should be around Rank 90."
"Rank 90?"
At this, Qian Renxue froze completely.
Shui Wuhen… reached Rank 90…
Rank 90…
Rank…
The news struck her like a meteor, heavily crashing into her heart and shattering all her pride.
She was born with innate level 20 spirit power, naturally ten levels higher than Shui Wuhen. Yet even so, she was still surpassed by him.
Looking at Qian Renxue's completely shattered, lifeless expression, Shui Wuhen frowned. He had never realized before that her mentality was this fragile.
Was it really such a big deal just because he surpassed her level?