Because of a coincidence, Li Ran unexpectedly transmigrated to a world of warrior that was going through spiritual rejuvenation. Here, the path of a warrior was connected to the gods. Everyone could awaken Soul Rings and use them to fend against the beasts. The greater the age of the Soul Rings, the more powerful they are. Each individual can bind varying numbers of Soul Rings to themselves based on their pre-existing physical conditions. Naturally, the more Soul Rings one could bind to oneself, the greater their potential. The greatest amongst them could bind to nine Soul Rings, and are honored as the Supreme Warrior Gods. However, because Li Ran was born with a rather underwhelming physique, he could only bind to a single Soul Ring. As a result, everyone saw him as garbage. Just as he was feeling hopeless, he awakened the God-tier Soul Ring Fusion system. As long as he slayed beasts, he could absorb their age and enhance his Soul Ring. “Ding dong, congratulations to the host for slaying a thousand years old Nine-tailed Demon Phoenix, your Soul Ring age had increased by 1000 years.” “Ding dong, congratulations to the host to slaying the 100000 years old Underworld Ghost King, your Soul Ring age had increased by 10000 years.” “......” Decades later, Li Ran looked at the trillion year old Soul Ring on his arm, and the countless corpses of beasts piled before him. He couldn’t help but sink into deep thought he wasn’t sure when — but he had reached the peak of this world.