When the eight golden rays bloomed, a figure gradually materialized behind Lin Yun. It was ten feet long and had bright eyes.

“Martial Soul!”

“Didn’t they say that Lin Yun’s Martial Soul is garbage? I thought he couldn’t summon it?”

“Holy shit. What kind of Martial Soul does he have for it to be so colossal?!”

“It still hasn’t fully condensed. This Martial Soul must be recently born. Eight golden rays… It’s an eighth grade Amber Martial Soul ...