Chapter 666: Dance of Death Withering and the Emerald Phoenix

Her deep blue hair fluttered behind her as Bai Xiuxiu left the crowd and floated forward. Her five soul rings rose from beneath her feet, and while the four black ones were impressive, Yan Ruoting's eyes widened in shock the moment she saw that orange-gold soul ring encompassing Xiuxiu.

Although orange-gold soul rings appeared scarcely in the history of human Soul Masters, each instance marked a person of extraordinary talent. An orange-gold soul ring signified a ferocious beast level Soul Ring, of at least two hundred thousand years. A hundred thousand years would be red, and only beyond two hundred thousand years would it display that orange-gold radiance. This was something an artificial Spirit Soul could not achieve. Even hundred-thousand-year spirit souls could not be manufactured, let alone those from ferocious beasts.