The Spirit Ring, reaching up to eighty thousand years, was extremely difficult for Xiao Zhan to absorb.
It was better than Su Wen's situation; there was no blood coming out of his body, but the massive impact of Soul Power also made Su Wen's and the other juniors dare not get too close.
This time, it took Xiao Zhan a full half month to absorb this Spirit Ring.
The majestic oppression of Soul Power gradually converged, and the pitch-black Spirit Ring was wrapped around Xiao Zhan's body, outside of the other seven Spirit Rings.
Two yellow, two purple, four black, eight Spirit Rings complemented each other, emitting terrifying fluctuations of Soul Power.
Feeling Xiao Zhan's Soul Power aura, Dugu Bo's expression became solemn.
The fluctuations of this Soul Power feel like they could almost rival his.
Moreover, with Xiao Zhan's aggressive means, it's estimated that he would indeed have a particularly hard time dealing with it.
"Uncle Zhan, how is it? Does the Spirit Skill meet your expectations?" Su Wen asked eagerly.
Xiao Zhan nodded.
"The effect of my eighth Spirit Skill is indeed to condense the fire seeds."
Furthermore, it can condense multiple fire seeds.
The eighth Spirit Skill has become a supplementary type of Spirit Skill, but he is not the least bit disappointed; instead, he is quite satisfied.
He reached out his right hand, and a large amount of flames gathered, while the external heaven and earth energy continuously poured into it.
The eighth Spirit Ring outside Xiao Zhan's body flickered, the flames continuously compressed, eventually forming a dark red fire seed, with flames burning outside of it.
Even after interrupting the supply of Soul Power, the fire seed still absorbed external forces and transformed them into the power of flames to burn.
"This is the approximate effect of my eighth Spirit Skill."
Ning Rongrong and Dugu Yan weren't very interested. They looked at Xiao Zhan's demonstration of the eighth Spirit Skill without much reaction. Dugu Bo and Gu Rong, on the other hand, were interested but couldn't understand the significance of Xiao Zhan choosing such a Spirit Skill.
After all, this was the Spirit Ring of an eighty-thousand-year Flame Master, guiding the realization of Xiao Zhan's envisioned fire-type Spirit Skill. So why did it seem completely mismatched with this Spirit Ring?
However, they didn't raise any questions.
They knew Xiao Zhan's advantage lay in creating his own Spirit Skills. This Spirit Skill had just been acquired, and its true effect had not yet been revealed.
Just as everyone was about to leave, Xiao Zhan stopped them.
"Wait a moment."
He looked at the corpse of the Flame Master, and a flame condensed on his right fist, covering his palm, forming a flaming blade in his hand.
!
Watching Xiao Zhan's movements, Gu Rong and Dugu Bo's pupils contracted one after another.
Could it be—
"Spirit Bone!"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed.
She had felt some special sensation.
It turned out to be her Martial Spirit sensing the treasure.
Xiao Zhan had already cut open the corpse of the Flame Master, revealing a translucent Spirit Bone inside.
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